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Never Write Up Your Diary On The Day Itself, For It Takes Longer Than That To Know What Happened.

We Visit Bookshops Not So Often To Buy Any One Special Book, But Rather To Rediscover, In The Happier And More Expressive Words Of Others, Our Own Encumbered Soul.

Blessed Is The Satirist; And Blessed The Ironist; Blessed The Witty Scoffer, And Blessed The Sentimentalist; For Each, Having Seen One Spoke Of The Wheel, Thinks To Have Seen All, And Is Content.

Man Is Unconquerable Because He Can Make Even His Helplessness So Entertaining. His Motto Seems To Be "even Though He Slay Me, Yet Will I Make Fun Of Him!

If You Have To Keep Reminding Yourself Of A Thing, Perhaps It Isn't So.