Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know
It's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye
"The End of the World" by Skeeter Davis
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- "My name is Addison DeWitt. My native habitat is the theater. In it I toil not, neither do I spin. I am a critic and commentator. I am essential to the theatre - as ants to a picnic, as the boll weevil to a cotton field." George Sanders in "All About Eve"
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