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The Summer Night Comes Brooding Down On Earth, As Love Comes Brooding Down On Human Hearts, With Bliss That Hath No Utterance Save Rich Tears. She Floats In Fragrance Down The Smiling Dark, Foldeth A Kiss Upon The Lips Of Life-- Curtaineth Into Rest The Weary World-- And Shuts Us In With All Our Hid Delights.

I Live In An Apocalyptic Dream. My Steps Fit Into It So Precisely That I Fear Most Of All I Will Grow Bored Reliving The Thing So Exactly.

A Ruler Must Learn To Persuade And Not To Compel... He Must Lay The Best Coffee Hearth To Attract The Finest Men... A Good Ruler Has To Learn His World's Language... It's Different For Every World... The Language Of The Rocks And Growing Things... The Language You Don't Hear Just With Your Ears... The Mystery Of Life... Not A Problem To Solve, But A Reality To Experience... Understanding Must Move With The Flow Of The Process.

You Don't Write For Success. That Takes Part Of Your Attention Away From The Writing. If You're Really Doing It, That's All You're Doing: Writing.

Those Who Would Repeat The Past Must Control The Teaching Of History.