My guess was that when you descended to a certain depth of depravity, the Fogs could smell you as a hound, catching a murderer’s spoor, could track the criminal through forest, field, and moor.

World War II, the atomic bomb, the Cold War, made it hard for Americans to continue their optimism.

Life without liberty is like a body without spirit.

Don’t take my advice. Or anyone’s advice. Trust yourself. For good or for bad, happy or unhappy, it’s your life, and what you do with it has always been entirely up to you.

Written By Nicholas Sparks

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