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A Young Man Ought To Cross His Own Rules, To Awake His Vigor, And To Keep It From Growing Faint And Rusty. And There Is No Course Of Life So Weak And Sottish As That Which Is Carried On By Rule And Discipline.

When I Am Attached By Gloomy Thoughts, Nothing Helps Me So Much As Running To My Books. They Quickly Absorb Me And Banish The Clouds From My Mind.

Writing Does Not Cause Misery. It Is Born Of Misery.

Disappointment And Feebleness Imprint Upon Us A Cowardly And Valetudinarian Virtue.

It Is Easier To Sacrifice Great Than Little Things.