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My Definition Of Poetry (if I Were Forced To Give One) Would Be This: Words That Have Become Deeds.

By Working Faithfully Eight Hours A Day You May Eventually Get To Be Boss And Work Twelve Hours A Day.

To Be Social Is To Be Forgiving.

Many Lovers Have Been Divorced By Having What Is Free Enforced.

The Fact Is The Sweetest Dream That Labor Knows.