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The words which the clergyman pours into your ear every Sunday may be as empty of content as an unfilled box. The sentences which lie before you in black print on the white ground of a newspaper may be as meaningless as the gabbing of a verbose lunatic.
-- Notebooks Category 7: The Intellect > Chapter 5 : Semantics > # 96