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Some Men Like To Make A Little Garden Out Of Life And Walk Down A Path

Propaganda Is A Soft Weapon; Hold It In Your Hands Too Long, And It Will Move About Like A Snake, And Strike The Other Way.

God! Is There Anything Uglier Than A Frightened Man!

We Poison Our Lives With Fear Of Burglary And Shipwreck, And, Ask Anyone, The House Is Never Burgled, And The Ship Never Goes Down.

I Like Reality. It Tastes Like Bread.