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A Bookman’s Love Of Books Is A Love Of Books, Not Merely Of The Information In Them.

The Lives Of Happy People Are Dense With Their Own Doings -- Crowded, Active, Thick. But The Sorrowing Are Nomads, On A Plain With Few Landmarks And No Boundaries; Sorrow's Horizons Are Vague And Its Demands Are Few.

-she Remembered Them Kindly, For There Was A Sweetness In Boys That Didn't Last Long, Once They Became Men.

You Expect Far Too Much Of A First Sentence. Think Of It As Analagous To A Good Country Breakfast: What We Want Is Something Simple, But Nourishing To The Imagination. Hold The Philosophy, Hold The Adjectives, Just Give Us A Plain Subject And Verb And Perhaps A Wholesome, Nonfattening Adverb Or Two.

Though Loyal And Able And Brave, Pea Had Never Displayed The Slightest Ability To Learn From His Experience, Though His Experience Was Considerable. Time And Again He Would Walk Up On The Wrong Side Of A Horse That Was Known To Kick, And Then Look Surprised When He Got Kicked.