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Proper Names Are Poetry In The Raw. Like All Poetry They Are Untranslatable.

Left To Itself The Masculine Imagination Has Very Little Appreciation For The Here And Now; It Prefers To Dwell On What Is Absent, On What Has Been Or May Be. If Men Are More Punctual Than Women, It Is Because They Know That, Without The External Discipline Of Clock Time, They Would Never Get Anything Done.

Fate Succumbs Many A Species: One Alone Jeopardises Itself.

There Was Still Gold And Silver In The Mountains, And Hunger Was A More Immediate Sorrow

The Words Of A Dead Man Are Modified In The Guts Of The Living.