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1 " Ethics are my veiled mistress; I love them, but know not what they are. "
― Robert Louis Stevenson ,
2 " As for my damned literature, God knows what a business it is, grinding along without a scrap of inspiration or a note of style. But it has to be ground, and the mill grinds exceeding slowly though not particularly small. ...The treadmill turns; and, with a kind of desperate cheerfulness, I mount the idle stair. "