So the Emperor went in procession under the rich canopy, and every one in the streets said, “How incomparable are the Emperor’s new clothes! What a train he has to his mantle! How it fits him!” No one would let it be perceived that he could actually see nothing, for that would have shown that he was not fit for the group, or was very stupid. No clothes of the Emperor’s had ever had such a success as these.  

 “But he has nothing on!” a little child cried out at last. "He has nothing on."

      - Hans Christian Andersen

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"Sot it goes."

       - Kurt Vonnegut