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I can write better than anybody who can write faster,
and I can write faster than anybody who can write better.
-- A.J. Liebling
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I cannot and will not cut my conscience to fit this year's fashions.
-- Lillian Hellman
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I cannot believe that God plays dice with the cosmos.
-- Albert Einstein, on the randomness of quantum mechanics
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I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats;
If it be man's work I will do it.
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I can't believe that out of 100,000 sperm, you were the quickest.
-- Steven Pearl
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I can't complain, but sometimes I still do.
-- Joe Walsh
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I can't decide whether to commit suicide or go bowling.
-- Florence Henderson
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I can't die until the government finds a safe place to bury my liver.
-- Phil Harris
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I Can't Get Over You, So I Get Up and Go Around to the Other Side
If You Won't Leave Me Alone, I'll Find Someone Who Will
I Knew That You'd Committed a Sin When You Came Home Late With
Your Socks Outside-in
I'm a Rabbit in the Headlights of Your Love
Don't Kick My Tires If You Ain't Gonna Take Me For a Ride
I Liked You Better Before I Knew You So Well
I Still Miss You, Baby, But My Aim's Gettin' Better
I've Got Red Eyes From Your White Lies and I'm Blue All the Time
-- proposed Country-Western song titles from "Wordplay"
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I can't mate in captivity.
-- Gloria Steinem, on why she has never married.
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