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A God all mercy is a God unjust.
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Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.
We are all born originals, why is it so many of us die copies
All men think all men are mortal but themselves.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote.
Be wise with speed. A fool at forty is a fool indeed.
Much learning shows how little mortals know; much wealth, how little worldings enjoy.
A God all mercy is a God unjust.
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No man can call himself liberal, or radical, or even a conservative advocate of fair play, if his work depends in any way on the unpaid or underpaid labor of women at home, or in the office.
Results! Why, man, I have gotten a lot of results. I know several thousand things that won't work.
Never go to your high school reunion pregnant or they will think that is all you have done since you graduated.
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
I believe God is managing affairs and that He doesn't need any advice from me. With God in charge, I believe everything will work out for the best in the end. So what is there to worry about.
By nominating Chuck Hagel to be his Defense secretary, President Obama is putting forward an aloof contrarian who doesn't suffer fools - a striving politician who considers himself above politics.
We have not given science too big a place in our education, but we have made a perilous mistake in giving it too great a preponderance in method in every other branch of study.
I'm a Cancerian, the typical crab with the tough outer shell and the soft bit in the middle. I don't think I'll ever come to terms with people being unnecessarily nasty, but I can take it if someone doesn't like my music - I'm not everyone's cup of tea.
Certainly tolerance and acceptance were at the forefront of my music.
It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell.
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