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One summer night, out on a flat headland, all but surrounded by the waters of the bay, the horizons were remote and distant rims on the edge of space. Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages. Otherwise there was no reminder of human life. My companion and I were alone with the stars: the misty river of the Milky Way flowing across the sky, the patterns of the constellations standing out bright and clear, a blazing planet low on the horizon. It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this little headland would be thronged with spectators. But it can be seen many scores of nights in any year, and so the lights burned in the cottages and the inhabitants probably gave not a thought to the beauty overhead; and because they could see it almost any night, perhaps they never will.
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So this is the only TV show in America where I am quite confident that you, the audience, will share my excitement when I tell you that coming up in our next segment, we have the best graph ever. Best graph ever.
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Andrea is a good shooter. We were told not to shoot too soon. Andrea showed a lot of maturity. Everyone really stepped up. This is so amazing. I am so proud.
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Some people see the glass as half full, others see it as half empty. The way I see it: It doesn't really matter as long as you don't spill it.
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For the sense of smell, almost more than any other, has the power to recall memories and it is a pity that you use it so little.
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