Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin - it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring.
Learning is what most adults will do for a living in the 21st century.
The fact is that all of us have only one personality, and we wring it out like a dishtowel. You are what you are.
I'd horsewhip you if I had a horse.
Fate was dealing from the bottom of the deck.
He bit his lip in a manner which immediately awakened my maternal sympathy, and I helped him bite it.
I'll dispose of my teeth as I see fit, and after they've gone, I'll get along. I started off living on gruel, and by God, I can always go back to it again.
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