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Lions, wolves, and vultures don't live together in herds, droves or flocks. Of all animals of prey, man is the only sociable one. Every one of us preys upon his neighbor, and yet we herd together.

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John Gay
Age: 47 †
Born: 1685
Born: June 30
Died: 1732
Died: December 4
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