And now," he continued, speaking to Milo, "where were you on the night of July 27?"   "What does that have to do with it?" asked Milo.  "It's my birthday, that's what," said the policeman as he entered "Forgot my birthday" in his little book. "Boys always forget other people's birthdays.

Advertisements constitute the only 'good news' in the newspaper.

On the last morning of Virginia&#39;s bloodiest year since the Civil War, I built a fire and sat facing a window of darkness where at sunrise I knew I would find the sea.

Skepticism is a virtue in history as well as in philosophy.

Written By Napoleon Bonaparte

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