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He jests at scars who never felt a wound.
-- Shakespeare, "Romeo and Juliet, II. 2"
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He keeps differentiating, flying off on a tangent.
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He knew the tavernes well in every toun.
-- Geoffrey Chaucer
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He knows not how to know who knows not also how to unknow.
-- Sir Richard Burton
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He laughs at every joke three times... once when it's told,
once when it's explained, and once when he understands it.
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He looked at me as if I were a side dish he hadn't ordered.
-- Ring Lardner
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He missed an invaluable opportunity to hold his tongue.
-- Andrew Lang
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He only knew his iron spine held up the sky -- he didn't realize his brain
had fallen to the ground.
-- The Book of Serenity
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(He opens a tolm and begins.)
It says: "In the beginning was the Word."
Already I am stopped. It seems absurd.
The Word does not deserve the highest prize,
I must translate it otherwise.
If I am well inspired and not blind.
It says: "In the beginning was the Mind."
Ponder that first line, wait and see,
Lest you should write too hastily.
Is the Mind the all-creating source?
It ought to say: "In the beginning there was Force."
Yet something warns me as I grasp the pen,
That my translation must be changed again.
The spirit helps me. Now it is exact.
I write: "In the beginning was the Act."
-- Goethe's Faust
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[He] played the King as if afraid someone else might play the ace.
-- Unattributed review of a performance of King Lear.
My tears stuck in their little ducts, refusing to be jerked.
-- Peter Stack, movie review
His performance is so wooden you want to spray him with Liquid Pledge.
-- John Stark, movie review