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If you back down from a fear, the ghost of that fear never goes away. It diminishes people. Romance like a ghost escapes touching; it is always where you are not, not where you are. The interview was prose at the time, it is poetry in the memory. If, after I depart this vale, ever remember me and have thought to please my ghost, forgive some sinner and wink your eye at some homely girl. Very few men can fall as far as I have and come back. People see me and it's like I'm back from the dead.
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