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The Only Books That Influence Us Are Those For Which We Are Ready, And Which Have Gone A Little Farther Down Our Particular Path Than We Have Yet Got Ourselves.

How Do I Know What I Have To Say Wntil I See What I Have Said?

How Few Writers Can Prostitute All Their Powers!

If We Act The Truth The People Who Really Love Us Are Sure To Come Back To Us In The Long Run

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