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No Man Needs Curing Of His Individual Sickness; His Universal Malady Is What He Should Look To.

I Like My Human Experience Served Up With A Little Silence And Restraint. Silence Makes Experience Go Further And, When It Does Die, Gives It That Dignity Common To A Thing One Had Touched And Not Ravished

Sleep Demands Of Us A Guilty Immunity.

I've Seen Death And I Didn't Like It.

We Are Beginning To Wonder Whether A Servant Girl Hasn't The Best Of It After All. She Knows How The Salad Tastes Without The Dressing, And She Knows How Life's Lived Before It Gets To The Parlor Door.