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The Women Rest Their Tired Half-healed Hearts; They Are Almost Well.

A Thousand Kindnesses Do Not Make Up For A Thousand Blows.

The Fact, And The Intuition Or Logic About The Fact, Are Severe Coordinates In Fiction. In The Short Story They Must Cross With Hair-line Precision.

The Art Of One Period Cannot Be Approached Through The Attitudes (emotional Or Intellectual) Of Another.

Perhaps This Very Instant Is Your Time.