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There is only one school of literature -- that of talent.
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Literature and butterflies are the two sweetest passions known to man.
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"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta."
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"Poor Knight! he really had two periods, the first - a dull man writing broken English, the second - a broken man writing dull English."
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All the information I have about myself is from forged documents.
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