Elbert Hubbard
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The friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you.
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Life is just one damned thing after another.
A failure is a man who has blundered, but is not able to cash in the experience.
It may happen sometimes that a long debate becomes the cause of a longer friendship. Commonly, those who dispute with one another at last agree.
The highest reward that God gives us for good work is the ability to do better work.
The love we give away is the only love we keep.
The ineffable joy of forgiving and being forgiven forms an ecstasy that might well arouse the envy of the gods.
Little minds are interested in the extraordinary great minds in the commonplace.
We are punished by our sins, not for them.
The highest reward that God gives us for good work is the ability to do better work.
One machine can do the work of fifty ordinary men. No machine can do the work of one extraordinary man.
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Checking the results of a decision against its expectations shows executives what their strengths are, where they need to improve, and where they lack knowledge or information.
Passion for fame: A passion which is the instinct of all great souls.
Judge of a man by his questions rather than by his answers.
There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.
One must work and dare if one really wants to live.
Dreams are necessary to life.
But my dad also was a remarkable man, a good person, a principled individual, a man of integrity.
We should often blush for our very best actions, if the world did but see all the motives upon which they were done.
Our last jam session was this past Christmas. Dad played his harmonica, mom sang in English and Italian, and I played guitar. I'm so happy that we could share that musical experience for one last time.
I did stand-up comedy for 18 years. Ten of those years were spent learning, four years were spent refining, and four years were spent in wild success. I was seeking comic originality, and fame fell on me as a byproduct. The course was more plodding than heroic.
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