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Curiosity Ran Unchecked Through Him, Like The Wind Outside Through The Deserted Streets, Along The Canal, Around The Little Wooden Houses, Everywhere, As Far As The Mountain.

Of All Things That Can Happen To Us, Triumph Is The Most Difficult To Endure When We Are Alone. Deprived Of Witnesses, It Shrinks At Once.

Ideas Often Last But A Day; Feelings, Dreams Almost Forever.

My Great Hope Would Be That Quebec Would Realize Itself Fully As A Distinct Part Of Canada, And Stay Canadian, Bringing To Canada A Part Of Its Richness.

The Main Engagement Of The Writer Is Towards Truthfulness; Therefore He Must Keep His Mind And His Judgment Free.