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Language Is The Blood Of The Soul Into Which Thoughts Run And Out Of Which They Grow.

Memories, Imagination, Old Sentiments, And Associations Are More Readily Reached Through The Sense Of Smell Than Through Any Other Channel.

A Woman Never Forgets Her Sex. She Would Rather Talk With A Man Than An Angel, Any Day.

The Man Who Is Always Worrying About Whether Or Not His Soul Would Be Damned Generally Has A Soul That Isn't Worth A Damn.

Civilization Is The Process Of Reducing The Infinite To The Finite.