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Is this the sun? - I don't know I'm not from here....

"Bother!" said Pooh, as the sun's ultraviolet light burned off his fur

I don't *do* dishes, I don't *do* mornings, I don't *do* reality.

One may not reach the dawn save by the path of the night.

Virtue is its own punishment.

"Hello, I must be going..." - Groucho Marx

Footprints on the sands of time are never made by sitting down.

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