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I don't remember who spoke first, but I do recall the first words between us: “How often we meet among old books!” This was the start of our friendship.

Though a man may see the particular movement of a highly intricate machine, he may not necessarily understand its total operation. An insect that must always ward off persecution from the bigger and stronger of the species is given the gift of mimicry. A woman tells lies.