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ROME — What does it take for a Hollywood A-lister to get a private audience with Pope Francis?

What need to look to right or left when you are swallowing up free mile after mile of dizzying road?

She is quite true, but not wise, and your left hand must not know what your right hand is doing.

The vision—it had been an instantaneous flash after all and nothing more—had left his mind completely for the time.

She had just left the wharf at Cincinnati for Louisville, with 225 passengers on board, of whom but 124 were saved.

Now-a-days it is the bankrupt who flouts, and his too confiding creditors who are jeered and laughed at.