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Oh, I'm Not Afraid Of Death! What Have I Got To Live For After All? I Suppose You Believe It's Very Wrong To Kill A Person Who Has Injured You-even If They've Taken Away Everything You Had In The World?

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Oh, I'm Not Afraid

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Oh, I'm Not Afraid Of Death! What Have I Got To Live For After All? I Suppose You Believe It's Very Wrong To Kill A Person Who Has Injured You-even If They've Taken Away Everything You Had In The World?

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I'm Sorry, But I Do Hate This Differentiation Between The Sexes. The Modern Girl Has A Thoroughly Businesslike Attitude To Life! That Sort Of Thing. It's Not A Bit True! Some Girls Are Businesslike And Some Aren't. Some Men Are Sentimental And Muddle-headed, Others Are Clear-headed And Logical. There Are Just Different Types Of Brains.

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