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There Is No Feeling, Except The Extremes Of Fear And Grief, That Does Not Find Relief In Music.

The Journey, Not The Destination Matters.

There Is, It Seems To Us, At Best, Only A Limited Value In The Knowledge Derived From Experience.

With Cats, Some Say, One Rule Is True: Don’t Speak Till You Are Spoken To. Myself, I Do Not Hold With That — I Say, You Should Ad-dress A Cat. But Always Keep In Mind That He Resents Familiarity. I Bow, And Taking Off My Hat, Ad-dress Him In This Form: O Cat! But If He Is The Cat Next Door, Whom I Have Often Met Before (he Comes To See Me In My Flat) I Greet Him With An Oopsa Cat! I Think I've Heard Them Call Him James — But We've Not Got So Far As Names.

In Order To Possess What You Do Not Possess, You Must Go By The Way Of Dispossession.