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Wherever Valor True Is Found, True Modesty Will There Abound.

Roll On, Thou Ball, Roll On! Through Pathless Realms Of Space, Roll On!

When You Are Lying Awake With A Dismal Headache, And Repose Is Tabooed By Anxiety, I Conceive You May Use Any Language You Choose To Indulge In Without Impropriety.

No One Can Have A Higher Opinion Of Him Than I Have; And I Think He's A Dirty Little Beast.

Saturday Afternoon, Although Occurring At Regular And Well-foreseen Intervals, Always Takes This Railway By Surprise.