Oscar Wilde
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.
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I realized that the crest must be within the range of…
At that I gripped my wife’s arm, and without ceremony ran her out into the road.
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It must be in a month, but I see nothing here
We can't possibly stay here, I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the common.
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Audio Post: A sigh of satisfaction
The nearer moon, hurtling suddenly above the horizon and lighting up the Barsoomian scene, showed me that my preserver was Woola.
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