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Everyone, When There's War In The Air, Learns To Live In A New Element: Falsehood.

Women Have No Sense Of The Abstract-a Woman Admiring The Sky Is A Woman Caressing The Sky. In A Woman's Mind Beauty Is Something She Needs To Touch.

To Seek Out In A World Full Of Joy The One Thing That Is Certain To Give You Pain, And Hug It To Your Bosom With All Your Strength; That's The Greatest Human Happiness.

A Golf Course Is The Epitome Of All That Is Purely Transitory In The Universe, A Space Not To Dwell In, But To Get Over As Quickly As Possible.

Born Enemies Don't Fight. Nations You Would Say Were Designed To Go To War Against Each Other By Their Skins, Their Language, Their Smell; Always Jealous Of Each Other, Always Hating Each Other; They're Not The Ones Who Fight. You Will Find The Real Antagonists In Nations Fate Has Groomed And Made Ready For The Same War.