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“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me:
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”
― Emma Lazarus

“May you live every day of your life.”
― Jonathan Swift

“You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocket ship underpants don't help.”
― Bill Watterson

“Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five