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Faith, The Least Exclusive Club On Earth, Has The Craftiest Doorman. Every Time I've Stepped Through Its Wide-open Doorway, I Find Myself Stepping Out On The Street Again.

The Truth Of A Myth...is Not In Its Words But Its Patterns.

Hate Eats The Hater The Way Ogres Eat Little Boys.

If You’re In Your Life, Chance. Viewed From The Outside, Like A Book You’re Reading, It’s Fate All The Way.

We Are Only What We Know, And I Wished To Be So Much More Than I Was, Sorely.