No rational person would intentionally commit an act of evil, for everyone knows that it would bring the wrath of the community upon him. (Socrates)
But you want to know about the influence of books on my life, and as I__e said, there was only one. Seneca. Do you know who he was? He was a Roman philosopher who wrote letters to imaginary friendstelling them how to behave for the rest of their lives.. Maybe that sounds dull, but the letters aren__ _ they__e witty. I think you learn more if you__e laughing at the same time.
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But you want to know about the influence of books on my life, and as I__e said, there was only one. Seneca. Do you know who he was? He was a Roman philosopher who wrote letters to imaginary friendstelling them how to behave for the rest of their lives.. Maybe that sounds dull, but the letters aren__ _ they__e witty. I think you learn more if you__e laughing at the same time.
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