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“Daddy," I whispered, feeling my own breath hitch in my throat. "I love you." Just when I was sure he was asleep, the one corner of his...

“And not only the pride of intellect, but the stupidity of intellect. And, above all, the dishonesty, yes, the dishonesty of intellect....

If you want to understand me, ask me not where I live, or what I like to eat, or how I comb my hair, but ask me what I am living for, in...

"There's more here, sir, than meets the eye." John Galsworthy's book, The Man of Property, when the inspector looks over the dead body...