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"He is now rising from affluence to poverty."
-- Mark Twain
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He looked at me as if I was a side dish he hadn't ordered.
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Freebsd Fortunes: 1216 of 3566 |
He played the king as if afraid someone else would play the ace.
-- John Mason Brown, drama critic
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Freebsd Fortunes: 1217 of 3566 |
He thought he saw an albatross
That fluttered 'round the lamp.
He looked again and saw it was
A penny postage stamp.
"You'd best be getting home," he said,
"The nights are rather damp."
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Freebsd Fortunes: 1218 of 3566 |
He was a fiddler, and consequently a rogue.
-- Jonathon Swift
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Freebsd Fortunes: 1219 of 3566 |
"He was a modest, good-humored boy. It was Oxford that made him
insufferable."
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Freebsd Fortunes: 1220 of 3566 |
"He was so narrow minded he could see through a keyhole with both
eyes ..."
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Freebsd Fortunes: 1221 of 3566 |
He who attacks the fundamentals of the American broadcasting industry
attacks democracy itself.
-- William S. Paley, chairman of CBS
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Freebsd Fortunes: 1222 of 3566 |
He who Laughs, Lasts.
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Freebsd Fortunes: 1223 of 3566 |
Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.
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