But my father he didn't read moon, he didn't speak moon, and he didn't write moon. So there was no letter found next to his body in the garage when he chose to leave this place on purpose without saying where he was goin' or why. There are still days you can catch me tape-recording eternal silence and playing it backwards for an empty room just so I can listen to his dying wish. Shh.
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I shall not again be a candidate for the Presidency...I shall be 65 on the 23rd April next, and I had determined upon my line of life from the remnant of days with which a kind Providence might bless me, discarding every idea of the Presidency...I can now leave public life, I trust, with credit. Should I become President, the case may be very different, after I shall have worn myself out with the toil and anxiety of the office.
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Luc de Clapiers, Marquis de Vauvenargues
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H. P. Lovecraft
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