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My Youth Is Escaping Without Giving Me Anything It Owes Me.

There Is Danger In Courage. Cowardice Is A Power For Good. We Hardly Know What It Prevents.

Most Of The Pleasure Of Making A Book Would Go If It Held Nothing To Be Shared By Other People. I Would Write For A Few Dozen People, And Sometimes It Seems That I Do So, But I Would Not Write For No-one.

We Must Use Words As They Are Used, Or Stand Aside From Life.

If I Were Not A Child With My Parents, They Would Be More Unloving Toward Me.