Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
The same wind blows on us all. The difference in arrival is not the blowing of the wind, but the set of the sail.
There comes a pause, for human strength will not endure to dance without cessation; and everyone must reach the point at length of absolute prostration.
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