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It Has Come To Be Practically A Sort Of Rule In Literature That A Man, Having Once Shown Himself Capable Of Original Writing, Is Entitled Thenceforth To Steal From The Writings Of Others At Discretion.

Murder In The Murderer Is No Such Ruinous Thought As Poets And Romancers Will Have It; It Does Not Unsettle Him, Or Fright Him From His Ordinary Notice Of Trifles; It Is An Act Quite Easy To Be Contemplated.

The Conscious Utterance Of Thought, By Speech Or Action, To Any End, Is Art.

If A Man Owns Land, The Land Owns Him.

The Civilized Man Has Built A Coach, But Has Lost The Use Of His Feet.