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Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea,Silver buckles on his knee;He'll come back and marry me,Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.

Simple Simon met a piemanGoing to the fair:Says Simple Simon to the pieman,"Let me taste your ware."

A frog he would a-wooing go.Sing heigh-ho says Rowley.

Let the woman into Paradise, she'll bring her cow along.

A-roving, a-roving,Since roving's been my ru-i-in,I'll go no more a-rovingWith you, fair maid!

It is horrifying that we have to fight our own government to save the environment.

Yes, anarchy is order, government is civil war.

Genes often operate in bundled fashion, a bit like toxic mortgages.

Do you recognize them now, Lando?" Varga was smiling. He couldn't breathe.

This must be a real horrorshow film if you're so keen on my viddying it.

The important religious distinction is not between those who worship and those who do not worship but between those who love and those who don't.

And there's not a single evil in the world that you cannot trace to fear. Not one.

My preference is for prose with more silence in it, language that contains more pockets of strangeness.

So really, children, mathematically, all of light is invisible.

That air of otherworldliness in the snarls of her hair and the fearlessness of her step.

His thoughts skirted Sandy and especially Grace as if they were fatal chasms into which he might tumble.

He knows the transmitter must be high in the house. Close to the shelling. He says, "I saved her only to hear her die.

Beneath their wimples the faces of the nuns of the order resemble dried thistles

Why, even at the moment of his escape, must some inexplicable warning murmur in a distant region of his mind?

So really, children, mathematically, all the light is invisible

Stillness: this is what he radiates more than anything else. The stillness of a tree. Of a mouse blinking in the dark.

Bastian speaks to a horror of any sort of corruption, and yet, Werner wonders in the dead of night, isn't life a kind of corruption?

Aethon doesn't read to the end of the book?" "That's how he writes his story on the tablets," says Rachel. "How they get buried in the tomb with him. Because he doesn't stay in Cloud Cuckoo Land. He chooses… What's the word, Mr. Ninis?

Ignorance was, in the end, and in so many ways, a privilege.