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As Far Back As I Remember, Long Before I Could Write, I Had Played At Making Stories. But Not Until I Was Seven Or More, Did I Begin To Pray Every Night, "o God, Let Me Write Books! Please, God, Let Me Write Books!"

The World Of The Egotist Is, Inevitably, A Narrow World, And The Boundaries Of Self Are Limited To The Close Horizon Of Personality.... But, Within This Horizon, There Is Room For Many Attributes That Are Excellent.

Like All Born Politicians, Their Eye Was For The Main Chance Rather Than For The Argument, And They Found It Easier To Forswear A Conviction Than To Forego A Comfort.

To Mourn Was Distressing, But To Endeavor To Mourn And Fail Was Worse Than Distress.

There Is In Every Human Being, I Think, A Native Country Of The Mind, Where, Protected By Inaccessible Barriers, The Sensitive Dream Life May Exist Safely.