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utorak, 27.07.2010.

I cried out and my own voice was muffled by the hood.

Write down the advice of him who loves you, though you like it not at present.
Work saves us from three great evils: boredom, vice and need.
Music is essentially useless, as life is.
My friends are my estate.
A man can do all things if he but wills them.
I never met anybody who said when they were a kid, "I wanna grow up and be a critic."
Calamities are of two kinds: misfortunes to ourselves, and good fortune to others.






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