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What A Man Is Is The Basis Owhat He Dreams And Thinks, Accepts And Rejects, Feels And Perceives.

It Is In The Hard, Hard Rockpile Labor Of Seeking To Win, Hold, Or Deserve A Reader's Interest That The Pleasant Agony Of Writing Again Comes In.

I Have Lived Long Enough To Be Battered By The Realities Of Life, And Not Too Long To Be Downed By Them.

Reasoning With A Child Is Fine, If You Can Reach The Child's Reason Without Destroying Your Own.

God Spare Me Sclerosis Of The Curiosity, For The Curiosity Which Craves To Keep Us Informed About The Small Things No Less Than The Large Is The Mainspring, The Dynamo, The Jet Propulsion Of All Complete Living.