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Either All Days Are Holy Or None Are.

It Is Possibly Worth Mentioning At This Point That Mr. Young Thought That Paparazzi Was A Kind Of Italian Linoleum.

The Librarians Were Mysterious. It Was Said They Could Tell What Book You Needed Just By Looking At You, And They Could Take Your Voice Away With A Word.

And Sin, Young Man, Is When You Treat People Like Things.

Cats Gravitate To Kitchens Like Rocks Gravitate To Gravity.