Mark TwainI didn't have time to write a short letter, so I wrote a long one instead.
About This Quote
Sometimes when you are in a hurry, you find yourself having to write something very long rather than sending it out in a shorter format. The longer you write, the more likely it is that you will forget something or leave out something important. For example, when you are writing a letter to someone, you may write some things that you think are important that are not really important at all. You might also leave out some things that are important. Worse yet, you may end up with a letter that is too long for its recipient to read in one sitting.
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