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Life Goes Not In A Straight Line, Lad, But In A Circle. The First Half We Spend Venturing As Far As The World's End From Home And Kin And Stillness, And The Latter Half Brings Us Back, By Roundabout Ways But Surely, To That State From Which We Set Out.

The Success Of A Holiday Depends On What You Find For Yourself On The Spot, Not What You Bring With You.

Truth, Like The Burgeoning Of A Bulb Under The Soil, However Deeply Sown, Will Make Its Way To The Light.

There Is No One Who Cannot Be Hated, Against Whatever Odds. Nor Anyone Who Cannot Be Loved, Against All Reason.

There Is In The End No Remedy But Truth. It Is The One Course That Cannot Be Evil.