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• Wandering between two worlds,--one dead, The other powerless to be born.
  -- Matthew Arnold (1822-1888) -- Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse...
• Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead
  You still shall live--such virtue hath my pen-- Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men....
• We have a perfect record on software schedules--we have never made one yet and we are always making excuses.
  -- General Bernard Randolph...
• I'm not quite dead yet, sir!
• Is he Dead Yet?" by Benny Fishery
• A single flow'r he sent me, since we met. All tenderly his messenger he chose
  Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet-- One perfect rose....
• He left a corsair's name to other times, Link'd with one virtue and a thousand crimes.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Corsair, Canto iii, Stanza 24...
• Timing must be perfect now. Two-timing must be better than perfect.