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A Work Of Art Is An Exaggeration.

The Truth Is, I Hoped The Cure Would Dislike Me. I Tried To Think Of Disagreeable Things To Say To Him -- I Could Hit On Nothing That Wasn't Charming. It's Wonderful How Hard I Find It Not To Be Fascinating.

What Would There Be In A Story Of Happiness? Only What Prepares It, Only What Destroys It Can Be Told.

The Abominable Effort To Take One’s Sins With One To Paradise.

I Have No Use For Knowledge That Has Not Been Preceded By A Sensation