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When You Drank The World Was Still Out There, But For The Moment It Didn’t Have You By The Throat.

A Man Who Can Beat The Horses Can Do Anything He Makes Up His Mind To Do.

We Are Here To Laugh At The Odds.

The Secret Is Writing Down One Simple Line After Another.

You Are On The Freeway Threading Through Traffic Now, Moving Both Towards Something And Towards Nothing At All As You Punch The Radio On And Get Mozart, Which Is Something, And You Will Somehow Get Through The Slow Days And The Busy Days And The Dull Days And The Hateful Days And The Rare Days, All Both So Delightful And So Disappointing Because We Are All So Alike And So Different.