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A book in a man's brain is better off than a book bound in calf - at any rate it is safer from criticism.
Herman Melville
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Herman Melville
Age: 72 †
Born: 1819
Born: August 1
Died: 1891
Died: September 28
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Better be secure under one king, than exposed to violence from twenty millions of monarchs, though oneself be one of them.
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