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They're A Symbol Of The Whole Town, Pretending To Fight, Love, Weep And Laugh All The Time - And They're Phonies, All Of Them. And I Head The List...their Phony Hearts Were Dripping With The Milk Of Human Kindness.

There Is Nothing As Dull As An Intellectual Ally After A Certain Age.

Time Is A Circus, Always Packing Up And Moving Away.

In Moderating, Not Satisfying Desires, Lies Peace.

I Know That A Man Who Shows Me His Wealth Is Like The Beggar Who Shows Me His Poverty; They Are Both Looking For Alms From Me, The Rich Man For The Alms Of My Envy, The Poor Man For The Alms Of My Guilt.