It Has Been Said . . . Volume 1
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It Has Been Said . . . A collection of quotes by thinkers and wits alike.
Volume 1
"You could compile the worst book in the world entirely out of select passages from the best writers in the world." ~ G. K. Chesterton
"I quote others only in order the better to express myself." ~ Michel de Montaigne
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