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They Can Romanticize Us So, Mirrors, And That Is Their Secret: What A Subtle Torture It Would Be To Destroy All The Mirrors In The World: Where Then Could We Look For Reassurance Of Our Identities?

I Know The Next Best Thing Is Often The Very Best.

I Want To Still Be Me When I Wake Up One Fine Morning And Have Breakfast At Tiffany´s.

Writing In The First Person Automatically Gives You A Point Of View.

Most Secrets Should Never Be Told, But Especially Those That Are More Menacing To The Listener Than To The Teller.