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There Is Nothing Sadder Than The Cheerful Letters Of The Dead, Expressing Hopes That Were Never Fulfilled, Ambitions That Were Never Achieved, Dreams Cut Off Before They Could Come To Fruition.

I Do, However, Think It Would Be Difficult To Write Books I Don't Like To Read.

Peculiar Or Not, It Is My Idea Of Pleasure. Why, Why Else Do You Lead This Life You Don't Enjoy It? Don't Talk Of Duty To Me; You Men Always Have Some High-sounding Excuse For Indulging Yourselves. You Go Gallivanting Over The Earth, Climbing Mountains, Looking For The Sources Of The Nile; And Expect Women To Sit Dully At Home Embroidering. I Embroider Very Badly. I Think I Would Excavate Rather Well.

People Who Relate What They Believe To Be New And Startling Information Like To Have Such Information Received With Exclamations Of Astonishment And Admiration.

Sekhmet Crawled Onto Ramses's Lap And Began To Purr. 'the Creature Oozes Like A Furry Slug,' Said Ramses, Eyeing It Without Favor.