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• Though I'd been taught at our dining room table about the solar system and knew the earth revolved around the su
  and our moon around us, I never found out the moon didn't come up in the west until I was a writer and Herschel Brickell, the literary critic, told me after I misplaced it in a story....
• There is no room for death, Nor atom that his might could render void
  Thou--Thou art Being and Breath And what Thou art may never be destroyed. -- Emily Bronte...
• If my soul could get away from this so-called prison, be granted all the list of attributes generally bestowed on spirits, my first ramble on spirit-wings would not be among the volcanoes of the moon.
  Nor should I follow the sunbeams to their sources in the sun....
• This is the last of earth! I am content. -- John Quincy Adams (1767-1848) -- His Last Words, Feb.
  21, 1848...
• What really happened to the buffaloes is just what you might expect if you've ever seen one in a zoo--the moths got into them.
  -- Will Cuppy...
• I hang around where the grass is greener...
• On the episode where Bart and Lisa are writing scripts for Itchy & Scratchy, Grandpa is their ghost writer.
  When asked if he ever wondered why he was getting checks in the mail, Grandpa answered," I just thought the Democrats were back in office....
• Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just, Stoop'd down serene and wrote them in the dust,-- Trod under foot, the sport of every wind, Swept from the earth and blotted from his mind.
  There, secret in the grave, he bade them lie, And grieved they could not 'scape the Almighty eye....
• We watch'd her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro.
  -- Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- The Death-Bed...