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We are such things as rubbish is made of, so let's drink up and forget it.
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Man is born broken. He lives by mending. The Grace of God is glue.
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Dey's some things I don't got to be told. I kin read them in folks' eyes.
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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.
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I spent a year in Professor Baker's famous class at Harvard. There, too, I learned some things that were useful to me-particularly what not to do. Not to take ten lines, for instance, to say something that can be said in one line.
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Our lives are merely strange dark interludes in the electric display of God the Father.
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Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken.
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No dog is as well bred or as well mannered or as distinguished and handsome.
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Suppose I was to tell you that it's just beauty that's calling me, the beauty of the far off and unknown, the mystery and spell which lures me, the need of freedom of great wide spaces, the joy of wandering on and on----in quest of the secret which is hidden over there----beyond the horizon?
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I have had my dance with Folly, nor do I shirk the blame; I have sipped the so-called Wine of Life and paid the price of shame; But I know that I shall find surcease, the rest my spirit craves, Where the rainbows play in the flying spray, 'Mid the keen salt kiss of the waves.
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Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
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Dalmatians are not only superior to other dogs, they are like all dogs, infinitely less stupid than men.
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Age's terms of peace, after the long interlude of war with life, have still to be concluded-Youth must keep decently away-so many old wounds may have to be unbound, and old scars pointed to with pride, to prove to ourselves we have been brave and noble.
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Dogs...do not ruin their sleep worrying about how to keep the objects they have, and to obtain the objects they have not. There is nothing of value they have to bequeath except their love and their faith.
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Man's loneliness is but his fear of life.
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If a person is to get the meaning of life he must learn to like the facts about himself -- ugly as they may seem to his sentimental vanity -- before he can learn the truth behind the facts. And the truth is never ugly.
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Happiness hates the timid. So does science.
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What beastly incidents our memories insist on cherishing, the ugly, and the disgusting; the beautiful things we have to keep diaries to remember.
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We'd be making sail in the dawn, with a fair breeze, singing a chanty song wid no care to it. And astern the land would be sinking low and dying out, but we'd give it no heed but a laugh, and never look behind. For the day that was, was enough, for we was free men - and I'm thinking 'tis only slaves do be giving heed to the day that's gone or the day to come - until they're old like me.
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We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves.