Look. Survey. Inspect. My Hair Is Ruined!

Nobody Gets Praised For The Right Reasons.

Alas, Poor Yorick!" He Said. "she Heard Mermaids, So It Follows That There Is Something Rotten In The State Of Denmark. I Have Caught An Everlasting Cold, But Luckily I Am Terribly Dishonest. I Cling To That.

I Could Cut A Star Out Of Paper And Drop It.

I've Got A Hangover." "no, You Hit Your Head On The Floor." "i Can't Stay. I've Got To Rescue That Fool Sophie.

Goats," Said Maxwell Hyde, "are A Special Case. Mad As Hatters, All Of Them.