No one ever cured colic with a corncob.
Three shoes on your feet don't make you a tripod.
Build the barn how you want, it'll burn down just the same.
Every toolbox has a few bent spanners.
An empty hole can be filled back in with the diggers regret.
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And they told me there'd be people there, whose love could make me whole. But I walked among them yesterday, and never saw a soul.