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"He is as mad as a march hare." »Miguel de Cervantes
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"I say, thou mad march hare." »John Skelton
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"Beware the ides of march." »William Shakespeare
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"I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying that I approved of it." »Mark Twain
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"No matter how rich you become, how famous or powerful, when you die the size of your funeral will still pretty much depend on the weather." »Michael Pritchard
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"We see but dimly through the mists and vapors Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funeral tapers May be heaven's distant lamps." »Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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"Sometimes I think you have to march right in and demand your rights, even if you don't know what your rights are, or who the person is you're talking to. Then, on the way out, slam the door." »Jack Handey Deep Thoughts
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"From seeds of his body blossomed the flower that liberated a people and touched the soul of a nation. (funeral oration for Martin Luther King, Sr.)" »Jesse Louis Jackson
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"The people of the South have rejected the constitutional amendment, and therefore we will march upon them and force them to adopt it at the point of the bayonet, and establish military power over them until they do adopt it." »John Whitehead
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"Marriage. It's a hard term to define. Especially for me--I've ducked it like root canal. Still there's no denying the fact that marriage ranks right up there with birth and death as one of the three biggies in the human safari. It's the only one though that we'll celebrate with a conscious awareness. Very few of you remember your arrival and even fewer of you will attend your own funeral." »Andrew Schneider
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"He was a cowboy, mister, and he loved the land. He loved it so much he made a woman out of dirt and married her. But when he kissed her, she disintegrated. Later, at the funeral, when the preacher said, 'Dust to dust,' some people laughed, and the cowboy shot them. At his hanging, he told the others, 'I'll be waiting for you in heaven---with a gun.'" »Jack Handey Deep Thoughts
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"My friends and my road-fellows, pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion. Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave, eats a bread it does not harvest, and drinks a wine that flows not from its own winepress. Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero, and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful. Pity the nation that raises not its voice save when it walks in a funeral, boasts not except among its ruins, and will rebel not save when its neck is laid between the sword and the block. Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox, whose philosopher is a juggler, and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking. Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpetings, and farewells him with hootings, only to welcome another with trumpetings again. Pity the nation divided into fragments, each fragment deeming itself a nation." »Kahlil Gibran
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