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Arnold Schwarzenegger Looks Like A Brown Condom Full Of Walnuts.

I Was Wrong, However, To Suppose That Sellers Thought The World Revolved Around Him. He Thought The Cosmos Did Too, And History, And The Fates... Like Every Egomaniac, He Behaved As If Everybody Else Spent Their Day Being As Interested In Him As He Was.

Murray Sounds Like A Blindfolded Man Riding A Unicycle On The Rim Of The Pit Of Doom, The Men Actually Facing The Danger Are All So Taciturn That You Might As Well Try Interviewing The Cars Themselves.

The Literary Critic, Or The Critic Of Any Other Specific Form Of Artistic Expression, May Detach Himself From The World For As Long As The Work Of Art He Is Contemplating Appears To Do The Same.

Whoever Called Snooker "chess With Balls" Was Rude, But Right.