Ezra was right half the time and when he was wrong he was so wrong you were never in any doubt about it.

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I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen.

I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen.

There is no friend as loyal as a book.

There is no friend as loyal as a book.

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

The good parts of a book may be only something a writer is lucky enough to overhear or it may be th

The good parts of a book may be only something a writer is lucky enough to overhear, or it may be the wreck of his whole damn life, and one is as good as the other.

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