A Rush Of Thoughts Is The Only

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A Nation Never Falls But By Suicide.

The Great Majority Of Men Are Bundles Of Beginnings

I Shun Father And Mother And Wife And Brother When My Genius Calls Me. I Would Write On The Lintels Of The Door-post, Whim. I Hope That It Is Somewhat Better Than Whim At Last, But We Cannot Spend The Day In Explanation.

All Are Needed By Each One; Nothing Is Fair Or Good Alone.