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There Were Several Things A Yale Freshman Was Supposed To Be Able To Do. You Had To Demonstrate In The Olympic-size Yale Pool That You Could Swim 50 Yards Or Be Inducted Into Swimming Class.

I Haven't Ever Found Any Great Writing On That Wonderful And Often Unappreciated Art Form, The Insult.

Does Anything Show The Complexity Of The Miraculous Brain More Than That Weird Curiosity, The Sleep-protection Dream?

Electronic Devices Dislike Me. There Is Never A Day When Something Isn't Ailing.

Perhaps The Saddest Irony Of Depression Is That Suicide Happens When The Patient Gets A Little Better And Can Again Function Sufficiently.