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My Right To Swing My Fist Ends Where Your Nose Begins.

If I Had A Formula For Bypassing Trouble, I Would Not Pass It Around. Trouble Creates A Capacity To Handle It.

I Dare Say That I Have Worked Off My Fundamental Formula On You That The Chief End Of Man Is To Frame General Propositions And That No General Proposition Is Worth A Damn.

Be Willing To Commit Yourself To A Course, Perhaps A Long And Hard One, Without Being Able To Foresee Exactly Where You Will Come Out.

Men Are Idolaters, And Want Something To Look At And Kiss And Hug, Or Throw Themselves Down Before; They Always Did, They Always Will; And If You Don't Make It Of Wood, You Must Make It Of Words.