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But that's another story.
But that's another story.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
There is nothing which cannot be perverted by being told badly.
There is nothing which cannot be perverted by being told badly.
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other read more
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Trying to squash a rumor is like trying to unring a bell.
Trying to squash a rumor is like trying to unring a bell.
Nobody believes a rumor here in Washington until it's officially denied.
Nobody believes a rumor here in Washington until it's officially denied.
Nature abhors a vacuum but why do most people hasten to fill in the blanks with garbage?
Nature abhors a vacuum but why do most people hasten to fill in the blanks with garbage?
Straightway throughout the Libyan cities flies rumor;--the report
of evil things than which nothing is swifter; it flourishes by read more
Straightway throughout the Libyan cities flies rumor;--the report
of evil things than which nothing is swifter; it flourishes by
its very activity and gains new strength by its movements; small
at first through fear, it soon raises itself aloft and sweeps
onward along the earth. Yet its head reaches the clouds. . . . A
huge and horrid monster covered with many feathers: and for
every plume a sharp eye, for every pinion a biting tongue.
Everywhere its voices sound, to everything its ears are open.
[Lat., Extemplo Libyae magnas it Fama per urbes:
Fama malum quo non velocius ullum;
Mobilitate viget, viresque acquirit eundo;
Parva metu primo; mox sese attollit in auras,
Ingrediturque solo, et caput inter nubilia condit.
. . . .
Monstrum, horrendum ingens; cui quot sunt corpore plumae
Tot vigiles oculi subter, mirabile dictu,
Tot linquae, totidem ora sonant, tot subrigit aures.]
