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When My Friends Lack An Eye, I Look At Them In Profile.

Taste Is The Literary Conscience Of The Soul.

The Dregs May Stir Themselves As They Please; They Fall Back To The Bottom By Their Own Coarseness.

The Evening Of A Well Spent Youth Brings It's Lamps With It.

It Is Better To Debate A Question Without Settling It Than To Settle A Question Without Debating It.