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There Was A Disturbance In My Heart, A Voice That Spoke There And Said, I Want, I Want, I Want! It Happened Every Afternoon, And When I Tried To Suppress It It Got Even Stronger.

It Seems, After All That There Are No Nonpeculiar People.

Whoever Wants To Reach A Distant Goal Must Take Small Steps.

I Would Like To Explain That I Consider Prayer Above All An Act Of Gratitude For Existence.

Readiness To Answer All Questions Is The Infallible Sign Of Stupidity.