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If Indeed You Must Be Candid, Be Candid Beautifully.

Tolerance Is Love Sick With The Sickness Of Haughtiness.

I Use Hate As A Weapon To Defend Myself; Had I Been Strong, I Would Never Have Needed That Kind Of Weapon.

We Wanderers, Ever Seeking The Lonelier Way, Begin No Day Where We Have Ended Another Day; And No Sunrise Finds Us Where Sunset Left Us.

Is Not The Cup That Holds Your Wine The Very Cup That Was Burned In The Potter’s Oven?