In conversation, points arise! If a human being converses much, it is impossible for him to avoid the truth!
from A Holiday for Murder
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Youth is like spring, an over-praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
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