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Money is like an arm or leg - use it or lose it.
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History is more or less bunk.
As we advance in life we learn the limits of our abilities.
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.
Life is a series of experiences, each one of which makes us bigger, even though sometimes it is hard to realize this. For the world was built to develop character, and we must learn that the setbacks and grieves which we endure help us in our marching onward.
Speculation is only a word covering the making of money out of the manipulation of prices, instead of supplying goods and services.
Time and money spent in helping men to do more for themselves is far better than mere giving.
The only real security that a man can have in this world is a reserve of knowledge, experience and ability.
If money is your hope for independence you will never have it. The only real security that a man will have in this world is a reserve of knowledge, experience, and ability.
I am looking for a lot of men who have an infinite capacity to not know what can't be done.
Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty. Anyone who keeps learning stays young. The greatest thing in life is to keep your mind young.
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True friendship is like sound health the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.
The true republic men, their rights and nothing more women, their rights and nothing less.
The secret of success is learning how to use pain and pleasure instead of having pain and pleasure use you. If you do that, you're in control of your life. If you don't, life controls you.
As a means of contrast with the sublime, the grotesque is, in our view, the richest source that nature can offer.
In general I was a good kid. It usually took a lot to make me mad. But once I reached the boiling point, I lost all rational control. Totally without thinking, when my anger was aroused, I grabbed the nearest brick, rock, or stick to bash someone. It was as if I had no conscious will in the matter.
Everything that has ever been called folk art has always reflected domination.
In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.
Inclusive, good-quality education is a foundation for dynamic and equitable societies.
Thus so wretched is man that he would weary even without any cause for weariness... and so frivolous is he that, though full of a thousand reasons for weariness, the least thing, such as playing billiards or hitting a ball, is sufficient enough to amuse him.
Nothing in the affairs of men is worthy of great anxiety.
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