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What beauty can compare to that of a cantina in the early morning?
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For a time they confronted each other like two mute unspeaking forts.
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How shall the murdered man convince his assassin he will not haunt him.
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But my lord, Yvonne, surely you know by this time I can't get drunk however much I drink.
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Nothing in the world was more terrible than an empty bottle! Unless it was an empty glass.
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In the final analysis there was no one you could trust to drink with you to the bottom of the bowl.
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And how could he know whether it was a good omen or not without another drink?
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What is man but a little soul holding up a corpse?
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How alike are the groans of love, to those of the dying.
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Christ," he remarked, puzzled, "this is a dingy way to die."
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