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The weak in courage is strong in cunning.
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Christianity is art and not money. Money is its curse.
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He who loves his enemies betrays his friends; this surely is not what Jesus meant.
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How can a bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing?
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He who makes his law a curse, by his own law shall surely die.
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The busy bee has no time for sorrow.
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Pity would be no more, If we did not make somebody poor. Mercy no more could be, If all were happy as we.
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The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity, too great for the eye of man.
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Harmony of colouring is destructive of art? it is like the smile of a fool.
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Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity.
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Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read black where I read white.
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Make your own rules or be a slave to another man's.
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If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thru chinks of his cavern.
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All pictures that's painted with sense and with thought / Are painted by madmen as sure as a groat; / For the greater the fool in the pencil more blest, / And when they are drunk they always paint best.
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It is an easy thing to talk of patience to the afflicted.
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Nothing can be more contemptible than to suppose Public Records to be true.
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Time is the Mercy of Eternity.
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When the doors of perception are cleansed, men will see things as they truly are, infinite.
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What has reasoning to do with painting?
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Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.
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And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every Child may joy to hear.
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The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.
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For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath And the want Of thought is death Then am I A happy fly If I live Or if I die.
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Knowledge is Life with wings.