I dozed off for a few minutes and dreamed an amicus brief - green covers and all.
It was one sentence long:
"Where will you hide, Roberts, the laws all being flat?"
It was one sentence long:
"Where will you hide, Roberts, the laws all being flat?"
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(Mad respect, I love dreams like that. Well, I love them after I've first worked through the shock of them.)
More: Yes! What would you do? Cut a great road through the law to get after the Devil?
WR: Yes, I'd cut down every law to do that!
TM: And when the last law was down, and the Devil turned on you, where would you hide the laws all being flat?