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The Remainder Of My Schooldays Were No More Auspicious Than The First. Indeed, They Were An Endless Project That Slowly Evolved Into A Unit, In Which Miles Of Construction Paper And Wax Crayon Were Expended By The State Of Alabama In Its Well-meaning But Fruitless Efforts To Teach Me Group Dynamics.

People Generally See What They Look For, And Hear What They Listen For.

I Wonder How Much Of The Day I Spend Just Callin' After You.

Bad Language Is A Stage All Children Go Through, And It Dies With Time When They Learn They're Not Attracting Attention With It.

Southern Lawyers Don't Read Novels Much.