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Everything In The Universe Goes By Indirection. There Are No Straight Lines.

If You Would Lift Me Up You Must Be On Higher Ground.

Manners Make The Fortune Of The Ambitious Youth.

As Soon As A Child Has Left The Room His Strewn Toys Become Affecting.

And Last Of All, High Over Thought, In The World Of Morals, Fate Appears As Vindicator, Levelling The High, Lifting The Low, Requiring Justice In Man, And Always Striking Soon Or Late When Justice Is Not Done. What Is Useful Will Last, What Is Hurtful Will Sink.