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Don't Ever Quit. Never Quit. Never Show Anybody You're Hurt. Grin And Walk Through The Cannon Smoke. It Will Drive Them Up The Wall. You Always Stay True To Your Own Principles. You Always Believe In Your Gift. God Doesn't Make Mistakes When He Presents Someone With A Gift Like That. It's There For A Reason. Tell The Naysayers, Those Who Reject You, To Drop Dead! Who Cares?

If You Don't Compromise Your Gift, If You Write Each Day As Well As You Can, And Then Submit Your Work And Not Worry About It And Go On To The Next Piece, You Suddenly Find Oddly Enough That You're No More Interested In The Applause Than The Silence. You Don't Hear Either One Of Them. You Can Never Listen To The Naysayers. If You Do You Won't Survive.

How Do You Explain To Yourself The Casual Manner In Which You Threw Your Life Away?

How Do You Caution A Fawn About A Cigarette A Motorist Has Just Flipped From His Car Window Into A Patch Of Yellow Grass, Or Tell A Sparrow That Winged Creatures Eventually Plummet To Earth?

If There Is Any Human Tragedy, There Is Only One, And It Occurs When We Forget Who We Are And Remain Silent While A Stranger Takes Up Residence Inside Our Skin.