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Is This How You Repay My Goodness--with Badness?” Cried The Boy. “of Course,” Said The Crocodile Out Of The Corner Of His Mouth. “that Is The Way Of The World.

Every Death Is Like The Burning Of A Library.

In My Writing, As Much As I Could, I Tried To Find The Good, And Praise It.

I Travel A Lot. It Used To Be, When I Would Go To Any Country, I Could Guarantee That The First Question Would Establish My Name, And The Fact That I've Written Roots, And The Third Question, At Least No Later Than The Fourth Question Would Not Be A Question, So Much As A Statement, Something Like, "we Understand That In America White People Do Such And Such Bad Things To Black People."

Every Time An Old Person Dies, It's Like A Library Burning Down.