We are in such a slump that even the ones that are drinking aren't hitting.

We are in such a slump that even the ones that are drinking aren't hitting.

There is a budding morrow in midnight.

There is a budding morrow in midnight.

Crises refine life. In them you discover what you are.

Crises refine life. In them you discover what you are.

To-morrow, didst thou say?
Methought I heard Horatio say, To-morrow!
Go to--I will not hear it. To-morrow!
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To-morrow, didst thou say?
Methought I heard Horatio say, To-morrow!
Go to--I will not hear it. To-morrow!
'Tis a sharper--who stakes his penury
Against thy plenty--takes thy ready cash,
And pays thee naught but wishes, hopes, and promises,
The currency of idiots--injurious bankrupt,
That gulls the easy creditor!

If you've heard this story before, don't stop me, because I'd like to hear it again.

If you've heard this story before, don't stop me, because I'd like to hear it again.

To-morrow you will live, you always cry;
In what fair country does this morrow lie,
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To-morrow you will live, you always cry;
In what fair country does this morrow lie,
That 'tis so mighty long ere it arrive?
Beyond the Indies does this morrow live?
'Tis so far-fetched, this morrow, that I fear
'Twill be both very old and very dear.
"To-morrow I will live," the fool does say:
To-day itself's too late;--the wise lived yesterday.

To-morrow is, ah, whose?

To-morrow is, ah, whose?

This day was yesterday to-morrow nam'd:
To-morrow shall be yesterday proclaimed:
To-morrow not yet come, not far read more

This day was yesterday to-morrow nam'd:
To-morrow shall be yesterday proclaimed:
To-morrow not yet come, not far away,
What shall to-morrow then be call'd? To-day.

Whatever is funny is subversive, every joke is ultimately a custard pie... a dirty joke is a sort of mental read more

Whatever is funny is subversive, every joke is ultimately a custard pie... a dirty joke is a sort of mental rebellion.