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And I Will Forget Her, Yes. That Which Came Together Will Fall Apart Slowly, But She Will Forgive My Forgetting, Just As I Forgive Her For Forgetting Me And The Colonel And Nothing But Herself And Her Mom In Those Last Moments As She Spent As A Person.

I Fear Your Faith Has Been Mis- Placed—but Then, Faith Usually Is.

Where Do You Come Up With These Zingers, Clint? Do You Own Some Kind Of Joke Factory In Indonesia Where You've Got Eight-year-olds Working Ninety Hours A Week To Deliver You That Kind Of Top-quality Witticism? There Are Boy Bands With More Original Material.

We Imagine People As Animals Or Gods. -but She Was Just A Person, A Girl.

But If You Consider All The Unlikely Things Together, At Least One Of Them Will Probably Happen To Each Of Us.