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• Ask not for whom the telephone bell tolls...if thou art in the bathtub, it tolls for thee.
• All nature is but art, unknown to thee; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see
  All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good...
• So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow For others' good, or melt at others' woe.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady, Line 45...
• And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances and the public show.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady, Line 57...
• The glorious fault of angels and of gods.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady, Line 14...
• The day shall come, that great avenging day Which Troy's proud glories in the dust shall lay, When Priam's powers and Priam's self shall fall, And one prodigious ruin swallow all.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Iliad of Homer, Book iv, Line 196...