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... so help me God.
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I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...
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Ray Charles
Looking fixedly into a solar eclipse with the naked eye reveals
one
blinding truth. [
God
does not like to be stared at!]
Falstaff
[I did not submit the above] furthermore, I have never told an untruth and sobriety becomes me.
Falstaff
Lord Byron presented this haiku to his mistress on the eve preceding his death:
Some night I'll whisper
[I Love You] posthumously
Just to hear you scream
Falstaff
[GUFFAWS!!!]
Dunx
I am a man of constant sorrow.
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