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To Know Where A Thing Is We Must Have Found It.

If You've Never Eaten While Crying You Don T Know What Life Tastes Like.

Happy Is It, Indeed, For Me That My Heart Is Capable Of Feeling The Same Simple And Innocent Pleasure As The Peasant Whose Table Is Covered With Food Of His Own Rearing, And Who Not Only Enjoys His Meal, But Remembers With Delight The Happy Days And Sunny Mornings When He Planted It, The Soft Evenings When He Watered It, And The Pleasure He Experienced In Watching Its Daily Growth.

By Seeking And Blundering We Learn.

To Live As One Likes Is Plebian The Noble Man Aspires To Order And Law.