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The fable runs that the gods mix our pains and pleasure in one cup, and thus mingle for us the adulterate immortality which we alone are permitted here to enjoy. Voluptuous raptures, could we prolong these at pleasure, would dissipate and dissolve us. A sip is the most that mortals are permitted from any goblet of delight.
— Amos Bronson Alcott
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After an All-Blacks surprise loss to the French in the 1999 Rugby World Cup: “The French are predictably unpredictable.
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