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In the window the landlady had already put up a sign saying "Room to Let. Strictly no
pets, accordian players, statisticians, smokers, sarcastics, spongers or aliens."
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"It's very hard getting lodgers these days. If I took in aliens, spongers or those damnable statisticians, I could fill the place twice over, but I have standards to maintain."
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  |   | Jasper Fforde |
  |   | The Big Over Easy |
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"In this very log we sit upon, Mrs. Sampson," says I, "is statistics more wonderful than any poem.
The rings show it was sixty years old. At the depth of two thousand feet it would become coal in three
thousand years. The deepest coal mine in the world is at Killingworth, near Newcastle. A box four feet long,
three feet wide, and two feet eight inches deep will hold one ton of coal. If an artery is cut, compress
it above the wound. A man's leg contains thirty bones. The Tower of London was burned in 1841." |
"Go on, Mr. Pratt," says Mrs. Sampson. "Them ideas is so original and soothing. I think statistics are just as lovely as they can be."
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  |   | O. Henry |
  |   | Heart of the West |
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But this was no chicken. This was evil manifest. |
|   | Terry Goodkind |
|   | Soul of the Fire |
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Sheriff: | Red Sox fan? |   |
Tess: | How do you think I learned statistics? |
Sheriff: | That's the only math I ever passed. |
Tess: | Well, the only math regular people need. |
H.J.: | I believe she just insulted you sheriff. |
Sheriff: | Ah, that's okay. |
|   | Thania St. John |
|   | Eureka |
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He looked out at the water and saw glimmering wavelets and an indistinct shore,
with green fields beyond, and the shadowy figures of men and horses. |
|   | Susan Cooper |
|   | Silver on the Tree |
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