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We Are Divided Of Course Between Liking To Feel The Past Strange And Liking To Feel It Familiar.

Instead Of Leading To The High Places Of Happiness, From Which The World Would Seem To Lie Below One, So That One Could Look Down With A Sense Of Exaltation And Advantage, And Judge And Choose And Pity, It Led Rather Downward And Earthward, Into Realms Of Restriction And Depression, Where The Sound Of Other Lives, Easier And Freer, Was Heard As From Above, And Served To Deepen The Feeling Of Failure.

If You Have Work To Do, Don't Wait To Feel Like It; Set To Work And You Will Feel Like It.

...and The Great Advantage Of Being A Literary Woman, Was That You Could Go Everywhere And Do Everything.

Be Generous, Be Delicate, And Always Pursue The Prize.