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Thus he labors, and loudly they jeer at him; — That is, when they remember he still exists. Who, you ask, is this fellow? — What matter names?
He is only a scribbler who is content.

— James Branch Cabell The Certain Hour (1916)

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You must permit that I begin it in my own way, with what may to you at first seem dream-stuff.

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The desire to write perfectly of beautiful happenings is, as the saying runs, old as the hills — and as immortal.

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Life is very marvelous ... and to the wonders of the earth there is no end appointed.

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Good and evil keep very exact accounts... and the face of every man is their ledger.

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