Yellow, Blue, Brown, Red: A Collection of Essays, Poems, and Short Stories |
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“ Child , take it easy , " her father told her . “ I can take care of myself , ” said the flimsy daughter . And then it happended . She became pregnant and not being thoroughly dishonest as a kid she was conscience - stricken .
“ Child , take it easy , " her father told her . “ I can take care of myself , ” said the flimsy daughter . And then it happended . She became pregnant and not being thoroughly dishonest as a kid she was conscience - stricken .
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What I am always told might do the trick is strong will power which , I am also told , is easier said than done . In point of fact , I doubted if I could summon enough of the power required considering that I strongly advocate smoking ...
What I am always told might do the trick is strong will power which , I am also told , is easier said than done . In point of fact , I doubted if I could summon enough of the power required considering that I strongly advocate smoking ...
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“ Perfection in art , ” he told me once , “ is a goal that cannot be attained . It is only an ideal which the artist must set before him , and which he must strive to attain but must never reach . The moment the artist begins to think ...
“ Perfection in art , ” he told me once , “ is a goal that cannot be attained . It is only an ideal which the artist must set before him , and which he must strive to attain but must never reach . The moment the artist begins to think ...
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Take It Easy Learn to Look and Listen | 12 |
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