Be less than what you are so that you can become more.” ― Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice — Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice
Be less than what you are so that you can become more.” ― Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice — Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice
Be less than what you are so that you can become more.” ― Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice — Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice
Be less than what you are so that you can become more.” ― Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice — Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice
Be less than what you are so that you can become more.” ― Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice — Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice
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Be less than what you are so that you can become more.” ― Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice

— Joseph Delaney, The Spook's Sacrifice
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