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One Is Always Seeking The Touchstone That Will Dissolve One's Deficiencies As A Person And As A Craftsman. And One Is Always Bumping Up Against The Fact That There Is None Except Hard Work, Concentration, And Continued Application.

You Learn Eventually That, While There Are No Villains, There Are No Heroes Either. And Until You Make The Final Discovery That There Are Only Human Beings, Who Are Therefore All The More Fascinating, You Are Liable To Miss Something.

No One Can Be As Calculatedly Rude As The British, Which Amazes Americans, Who Do Not Understand Studied Insult And Can Only Offer Abuse As A Substitute.

No Game In The World Is As Tidy And Dramatically Neat As Baseball, With Cause And Effect, Crime And Punishment, Motive And Result, So Cleanly Defined.

There Is The Little Matter Of Disposal Of Droppings In Which The Cat Is Far Ahead Of Its Rivals. The Dog Is Somehow Thrilled By What He Or Any Of His Friends Have Produced, Hates To Leave It, Adores Smelling It, And Sometimes Eats It.