THIS QUARRY OF TRUTH;

you enter it without a human architect, hew out a stone, hew out

another, and another, and soon a beautiful edifice arises, in the walls

of which there is not a single peep-hole or blemish. Everything fits. So

bear yourself toward your future partner for life that when you enter

the quarry of your brain for her information, you also enter this quarry

of Truth. The stones you now cut out will stand as the buttresses of the

walls!

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