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We Have Never Heard The Devil's Side Of The Story, God Wrote All The Book.

I Cling To My Imperfection, As The Very Essence Of My Being.

In Order That Knowledge Be Properly Digested It Must Have Been Swallowed With A Good Appetite.

It Is Only The Poor Who Pay Cash, And That Not From Virtue, But Because They Are Refused Credit.

In Its Majestic Equality, The Law Forbids Rich And Poor Alike To Sleep Under Bridges, Beg In The Streets And Steal Loaves Of Bread.