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These critics who crucify me do not guess the littlest part of my sincerity. They must be burned in a blaze. I cannot learn from them.
Zane Grey
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Zane Grey
Age: 67 †
Born: 1872
Born: January 31
Died: 1939
Died: October 23
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Baseball Player
Dentist
Film Producer
Novelist
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Screenwriter
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Zanesville
Ohio
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Guess
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Littlest
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Crucify
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Blaze
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