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The Second Suggestion Is To Think As Well As To Read. I Know People Who Read And Read, And For All The Good It Does Them They Might Just As Well Cut Bread-and-butter. They Take To Reading As Better Men Take To Drink. They Fly Through The Shires Of Literature On A Motor-car, Their Sole Object Being Motion. They Will Tell You How Many Books They Have Read In A Year. Unless You Give At Least 45 Minutes To Careful, Fatiguing Reflection (it Is An Awful Bore At First) Upon What You Are Reading, Your 90 Minutes Of A Night Are Chiefly Wasted.

I Ought To Reflect Again And Again, And Yet Again, That The Beings That I Have To Steer Are Just As Inevitable In The Scheme Of Evolution As I Am Myself; Have Just As Much Right To Be Themselves As I Am Entitled To; And They All Deserve From Me As Much Sympathy As I Give To Myself.

Well, My Deliberate Opinion Is - It's A Jolly Strange World.

The Real Tragedy Is The Tragedy Of The Man Who Never In His Life Braces Himself For His One Supreme Effort-he Never Stretches To His Full Capacity, Never Stands Up To His Full Stature.

Which Of Us Is Not Saying To Himself Which Of Us Has Not Been Saying To Himself All His Life: " I Shall Alter That When I Have A Little More Time"? We Never Shall Have Any More Time. We Have, And We Have Always Had, All The Time There Is.