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It Takes A Great Deal Of History To Produce A Little Literature.

When I Am Wicked I Am In High Spirits.

...he Had Long Decided That Abundant Laughter Should Be The Embellishment Of The Remainder Of His Days.

Her Imagination Was By Habit Ridiculously Active; When The Door Was Not Open It Jumped Out The Window.

There Were Several Ways Of Understanding Her: There Was What She Said, And There Was What She Meant, And There Was Something Between The Two, That Was Neither.