The dog barked and wagged his tail. He was a huge, shaggy creature, ten stone of dog at least, but friendly. 'Who does he belong to?' asked Podrick. '...
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A man grows weary of having no lovers but his fingers.
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When a dog goes bad, the fault lies with his master.
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A great battle is a terrible thing," the old knight said, "but in the midst of blood and carnage, there is sometimes also beauty, beauty that could br...
