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Whoever Tells A Lie Is Not Pure Of Heart, And Such A Person Can Not Cook A Clean Soup.

Oh Continue To Love Me, Never Misjudge The Most Faithful Heart Of Your Beloved. Ever Thine. Ever Mine. Ever Ours.

Recommend To Your Children To Be Virtuous, Only The Virtue Can Bring Us Happiness, Not The Money.

There Ought To Be Only One Large Art Warehouse In The World, To Which The Artist Could Carry His Art-works And From Which He Could Carry Away Whatever He Needed. As It Is One Must Be Half A Tradesman.

Art! Who Comprehends Her? With Whom Can One Consult Concerning This Great Goddess?