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Only One Hour In The Normal Day Is More Pleasurable Than The Hour Spent In Bed With A Book Before Going To Sleep, And That Is The Hour Spent In Bed With A Book After Being Called In The Morning.

Why Is Humanity So Excessive In The Way It Does Things? The Golden Mean Seems Out Of Fashion.

News Is Like Food: It Is The Cooking And Serving That Makes It Acceptable, Not The Material Itself.

One Never Feels Such Distaste For One's Countrymen And Countrywomen As When One Meets Them Abroad.

Love's A Disease. But Curable.