Love of country is like love of woman - he loves her best who seeks to bestow on her the highest good.

She ate up London and spat it out, and now she’s recharging her batteries in Bursford before going back into the fray,’ Jack said.

So morning energy is keen, midday energy slumps, evening energy recedes—therefore those skilled in use of arms avoid the keen energy and strike the slumping and receding. These are those who master energy.

I reckon a man in a tight might let Bill Varner patch him up like a mule, but I be damned if the man that'd let Anse Bundren treat him with raw cement aint got more spare legs than I have.

Written By William Faulkner

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