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It Is By Muteness That A Dog Becomes For One So Utterly Beyond Value; With Him One Is At Peace, Where Words Play No Torturing Tricks.those Are The Moments That I Think Are Precious To A Dog-when, With His Adoring Soul Coming Through His Eyes, He Feels That You Are Really Thinking Of Him.

It Isn't Enough To Love People Because They're Good To You, Or Because In Some Way Or Other You're Going To Get Something By It. We Have To Love Because We Love Loving.

There Are Houses Whose Souls Have Passed Into The Limbo Of Time, Leaving Their Bodies In The Limbo Of London. Such Was Not Quite The Condition Of Timothy's On The Bayswater Road, For Timothy's Soul Still Had One Foot In Timothy Forsyte's Body, And Smither Kept The Atmosphere Unchanging, Of Camphor And Port Wine And House Whose Windows Are Only Opened To Air It Twice A Day.

It Isnot Good Enough Tospend Time And Ink Indescribing The Penultimate Sensations And Physical Movements Of People Getting Into A State Of Rut, We All Know Them So Well.

Honesty Of Thought And Speech And Written Word Is A Jewel, And They Who Curb Prejudice And Seek Honorably To Know And Speak The Truth Are The Only Builders Of A Better Life.