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...from Neil Gaiman's Stardust:

I am the most miserable person who ever live, he said to the Lord Primus, when they stopped to feed the horses feedbags of damp oats.

You are young, and in love, said Primus. Every young man in your position is the most miserable young man who ever lived.


There is a proverbial saying chiefly concerned with warning against too closely calculating the numerical value of unhatched chicks, pointed out Quintus.


He found his hands twining, almost of their own volition, into the star's wet hair. He wondered how it could have taken him so long to realize how much he cared for her, and he told her so, and she called him an idiot, and he declared that it was the finest thing that ever a man had been called.