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• The long mechanic pacings to and fro, The set, gray life, and apathetic end.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Love and Duty...
• I am a part of all that I have met. -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Ulysse
• It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Ulysse...
• But for the unquiet heart and brain A use in measured language lie
  The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotics numbing pain....
• Drama is life with the dull bits cut out. -- Alfred Hitchcock (1899-1980)
• Thy leaf has perish'd in the green, And while we breathe beneath the sun, The world, which credits what is done, Is cold to all that might have been.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- lxxv, Stanza 4...
• Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him
  and tho' he trip and fall, He shall not blind his soul with clay....
• Because right is right, to follow right Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Oenone...
• Ah, why Should life all labour be? -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Lotus-Eaters, iv