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The Great Art Of Writing Is The Art Of Making People Real To Themselves With Words.

Don't Tell Friends Their Social Faults; They Will Cure The Fault And Never Forgive You.

What Pursuit Is More Elegant Than That Of Collecting The Ignominies Of Our Nature And Transfixing Them For Show, Each On The Bright Pin Of A Polished Phrase?

I Am One Of The Unpraised, Unrewarded Millions Without Whom Statistics Would Be A Bankrupt Science. It Is We Who Are Born, Who Marry, Who Die, In Constant Ratios.

Give Me A Bed And A Book And I Am Happy.