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All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.
All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.
No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris. -- Orville Wright.
No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris. -- Orville Wright.
I shall look forward to a pleasant time.
I shall look forward to a pleasant time.
I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a read more
I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a boy playing upon the seashore and diverting myself and then finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay before me all undiscovered.
What we know is not much; what we do not know is immense.
What we know is not much; what we do not know is immense.
I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not read more
I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not sorry for my crime.
A little while and I will be gone from among you, when I cannot
tell. From no where we came, read more
A little while and I will be gone from among you, when I cannot
tell. From no where we came, into nowhere we go. What is life? Itis a flash of a firefly in the night. It is a breath of a buffalo inthe winter time. It is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.
And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.
Who the hell wants to hear actors talk? -- H.M. Warner, Warner Brothers, 1927.
Who the hell wants to hear actors talk? -- H.M. Warner, Warner Brothers, 1927.