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“In a state of grace with myself, I do not abandon myself when the going gets tough or should others find me antithetical in any way in their frames of reference. Loyalty means care and kindness at all times, and particularly when they are needed to reduce the pain of difficult times. I never, absolutely never, side with anyone who is against my welfare. I aid nobody who detracts from my dignity, who makes me feel less than human either through subhuman onslaughts or superhuman demands. I fight or avoid people whose effect is ultimately destructive to my validity as a person, or who in any way dilute my ability to take myself seriously.”

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Theodore Isaac Rubin

Theodore Isaac Rubin, born on April 11, 1923, was a prominent author whose works have had a profound impact on the literary world. Renowned for his compelling narratives and emotional depth, Rubin's writing has resonated with readers across generations. more

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