Sleep lingers all our lifetime about our eyes, as night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir-tree.
Out, damned spot! Out, I say!
Tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil.
The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
The worst thing in the world is to be bland.
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