How was I so lucky to have those good-as-woman men? Only a woman knows how to live I believe because a man is too hasty, too half-cocked, mostly. That half-cocked gun hurts at random. [48]
about drinking whiskey: Two glasses heaven, three glasses hell. [62]
A wagon of thought that drove itself on and on and myself only the hapless rider...The stream reaches another stream and they mingle their waters as natural as you like, that was what it seemed. [175-175]
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