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Earth Gets Its Price For What Earth Gives Us.

If Youth Be A Defect, It Is One That We Outgrow Only Too Soon.

Whatever You May Be Sure Of, Be Sure Of This, That You Are Dreadfully Like Other People.

With Every Step Of The Recent Traveler Our Inheritance Of The Wonderful Is Diminished. Those Beautiful Pictured Notes Of The Possible Are Redeemed At A Ruinous Discount In The Hard Coin Of The Actual.

Fate Loves Best Such Syllables As Are Sweet And Sonorous On The Tongue.