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Don't Talk About Yourself; It Will Be Done When You Leave.

I Want A Priest, A Rabbi And A Protestant Minister. I Want To Hedge My Bets.

What Feeling Is So Nice As A Child's Hand In Yours? So Small, So Soft And Warm, Like A Kitten Huddling In The Shelter Of Your Clasp.

The Gent Who Wakes Up And Finds Himself A Success Hasn't Been Asleep.

You're A Mouse Studying To Be A Rat.