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If You Are To Become A Writer You'll Have To Stop Fooling With Words.

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Nothing Gives Quite The Satisfaction That Doing Things Brings.

You Must Not Become A Mere Peddler Of Words. The Thing To Learn Is To Know What People Are Thinking About, Not What They Say.

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