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Night, Night. Tellmetale of stem or stone. Beside the rivering waters of hitherandthithering waters of the Night!
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A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.
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The personality of the artist, at first a cry or a cadence or a mood and then a fluid, and lambent narrative, finally refines itself out of ex...
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Writing in English is the most ingenious torture ever devised for sins committed in previous lives. The English reading public explains the reason why.
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No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination.
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