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I have one share in corporate Earth, and I am nervous about the management.

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A poet’s pleasure is to withhold a little of his meaning, to intensify by mystification. He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it.
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Intensify Meaning Mystification Pleasure Poet Withhold
Reading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
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Alert Condition Demand Finally Ideal Mind Produce Read Sort Under Work
In a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
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Attention Country Duty Writer
When an American family becomes separated from its toothbrushes and combs and pajamas for a few hours it considers that it has had quite an adventure.
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Become Comb Consider Country Family Few Hour Pajama Separate Toothbrush
A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer… He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it. A poet utterly clear is a trifle glaring.
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Beauty Clear Dare Poet Remove Unzip
To achieve style, begin by affecting none.
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Archive Being Effect None Style
Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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Author Been College Color Only Prove Semi
Habitually creative people are prepared to be lucky.
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Creative Habitually Lucky People
It can destroy an individual, or it can fulfill him, depending a good deal on luck.
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Deal Depend Destroy Fulfill Individual Luck
There is nothing harder to estimate than a writer’s time, nothing harder to keep track of. There are moments—moments of sustained creation—when his time is fairly valuable; and there are hours and hours when a writer’s time isn’t worth the paper he is not writing anything on.
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Estimate Harder Keep Nothing Of Time Track
It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
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Along Come Fiend Good Someone True Writer
“What are they, and where are you?” screamed Wilbur. “Please, please, tell me where you are. And what are salutations?” “Salutations are greetings,” said the voice. “When I say ‘salutations,’ it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning.
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Fancy Good Morning Salutation Scream What
I am still encouraged to go on. I wouldn’t know where else to go.
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Else Encourage Go Know Still Where
We’re born, we live a little while, we die. A spider’s life can’t help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone’s life can stand a little of that.
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Anyone Born Eating Heaven Help Little Perhaps Something
The city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something.
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City Country Day Each Locust Person Something Somewhere
A despot doesn’t fear eloquent writers preaching freedom- he fears a drunken poet who may crack a joke that will take hold.
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Despot Drunken Eloquent Freedom Hold Joke Poet Preach Take Writer

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