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Running Quotes - Page 559

It had been a perfect nap - the sort a man runs into now and again by chance.

Charles Finch (2007). “A Beautiful Blue Death”, p.62, Macmillan

When all run by common consent into vice, none appear to do so.

Charles Caleb Colton (1836). “Lacon: Or, Many Things in Few Words, Addressed to Those who Think”, p.319