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For duty, duty must be done; The rule applies to everyone.
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You must lie upon the daisies and discourse in novel phrases of complicated state of mind. The meaning doesn't matter if it's only idle chatter of a transcendental kind.
W. S. Gilbert
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If you're anxious to shine in the high aesthetic line as a man of culture rare, you must get up all the germs of the transcendental terms, and plant them everywhere.
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It isn't so much what's on the table that matters, as what's on the chairs.
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Society has quite forsaken all her wicked courses,
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Bind up their wounds - but look the other way.
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Life's a pudding full of plums.
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Wherever valor true is found, true modesty will there abound.
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Life's perhaps the only riddle That we shrink from giving up.
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Is life a boon? If so, it must befall That Death, whene'er he call, Must call too soon.
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Merely corroborative detail, intended to give artistic verisimilitude to an otherwise bald and unconvincing narrative.
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There's a fascination frantic in a ruin that's romantic.
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poverty is obsolete and hunger is abolished
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I love my fellow creatures - I do all the good I can - yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!
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I accept refreshment at any hands, however lowly.
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Spurn not the nobly born with love affected; nor treat with virtuous scorn the well connected.
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My object all sublime I shall achieve in time- To let the punishment fit the crime- The punishment fit the crime.
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Oh, I am a cook and a captain bold,
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It is a glorious thing To be a Pirate King.
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Life is a joke that's just begun.
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To sit in solemn silence on a dull, dark dock in a pestilential prison with a life-long lock awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock from a cheap and chippy chopper on a big, black block.
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Man is nature's sole mistake.
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In short, whoever you may be, To this conclusion you'll agree, When every one is somebodee, Then no one's anybody!
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Faint heart never won fair lady!
W. S. Gilbert