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The World Is A Fine Place And Worth The Fighting For And I Hate Very Much To Leave It.

Of All Men The Drunkard Is The Foulest. The Thief When He Is Not Stealing Is Like Another. The Extortioner Does Not Practice In The Home. The Murderer When He Is At Home Can Wash His Hands. But The Drunkard Stinks And Vomits In This Own Bed And Dissolves His Organs In Alcohol.

He Saw The Girl Watching Him And He Smiled At Her. It Was An Old Smile That He Had Been Using For Fifty Years, Ever Since He First Smiled.

Happiness In Intelligent People Is The Rarest Thing I Know.

All Bad Writers Are In Love With The Epic.