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I Suppose All Writers Are Crazy, But If They Are Any Good, I Believe They Have A Terrible Honesty.

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You Can't Tell A Doper Well Under Control From A Vegetarian Book-keeper.

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May I Wish For You The Knowledge...that Marriages Do Not Take Place, They Are Made By Hand; That There Is Always An Element Of Discipline Involved; That However Perfect The Honeymoon, The Time Will Come, However Brief It Is, When You Wish She Would Fall Downstairs And Break A Leg. This Goes For Her Too. But The Mood Will Pass, If You Give It Time.