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Do Not Take A Blind Guide.

The Gods, My Dear Simple Fellow, Are A Mere Expression Coined By Vulgar Superstition. We Frown Upon Such Coinage Here.

Only By Being Suspended Aloft, By Dangling My Mind In The Heavens And Mingling My Rare Thought With The Ethereal Air, Could I Ever Achieve Strict Scientific Accuracy In My Survey Of The Vast Empyrean. Had I Pursued My Inquiries From Down There On The Ground, My Data Would Be Worthless. The Earth, You See, Pulls Down The Delicate Essence Of Thought To Its Own Gross Level.

What Unlooked-for Things Do Happen, To Be Sure, In A Long Life!

Woman Is Adept At Getting Money For Herself And Will Not Easily Let Herself Be Deceived; She Understands Deceit Too Well Herself.