Christopher Morley

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There is only one success - to be able to spend your life in your own way.
There is only one success-to be able to spend your life in your own way.
A man who has never made a woman angry is a failure in life.
There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.
Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to be always part of unanimity.
Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to continually be part of unanimity.
Cherish all your happy moments they make a fine cushion for old age.
Cherish all your happy moments: they make a fine cushion for old age.
A critic is a gong at a railroad crossing clanging loudly and vainly as the train goes by.
There are three ingredients in the good life: learning, earning, and yearning.
There are three ingredients to the good life; learning, earning, and yearning.
Life is a foreign language all men mispronounce it.
Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it.
Humor is perhaps a sense of intellectual perspective an awareness that some things are really important, others not and that the two kinds are most oddly jumbled in everyday affairs.
My theology, briefly, is that the universe was dictated but not signed.
My theology, briefly, is that the universe was dictated, but not signed.

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John Bunyan Poem
Upon The Sun's Reflection Upon The Clouds In A Fair Morning
 by John Bunyan

Look yonder, ah! methinks mine eyes do see
Clouds edged with silver, as fine garments be;
They look as if they saw that golden face
That makes black clouds most beautiful with grace.
Unto the saints' sweet incense, or their prayer,
These smoky curdled clouds I do compare.
For as these clouds seem edged, or laced with gold,
Their prayers return with blessings manifold.
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