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“Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.” Oscar Wilde
“My land is bare of chattering folk; the clouds are low along the ridges, and sweet's the air with curly SMOKE from all my burning bridges.” Dorothy Parker
“My land is bare of chattering folk; the clouds are low along the ridges, and sweet's the air with curly SMOKE from all my burning bridges.” Dorothy Parker
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