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Baseball is the only field of endeavor where a man can succeed three times out of ten and be considered a good performer. ↗

— Ted Williams

#baseball #considered #endeavor #field #good

Live not for Battles Won. Live not for The-End-of-the-Song. Live in the along. ↗

— Gwendolyn Brooks

#living #poetry #end

That's the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it's impossible to ever see the end. ↗

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

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There are only two kinds of people in the end: those who say to God, "Thy will be done," and those to whom God says, in the end, "Thy will be done." All that are in Hell, choose it. Without that self-choice there could be no Hell. No soul that seriously and constantly desires joy will ever miss it. Those who seek find. Those who knock it is opened. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

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The future is uncertain but the end is always near. ↗

— Jim Morrison

#future #time #end

When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#misattributed #tenacity #end

Reality is frequently inaccurate. ↗

— Douglas Adams

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If you don't know what you want," the doorman said, "you end up with a lot you don't. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#fight #end

A soft noise, almost a sob. Ash rose, hesitated, as if fighting the compulsion to obey. "I will always be your knight, Meghan Chase," he whispered in a strained voice, as if every moment he remained was painful to him. "And I swear, if there is a way for us to be together, I will find it. No matter how long it takes. If I have to chase your soul to the ends of eternity, I won't stop until I find you, I promise." And then he was gone. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

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My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet. ↗

— Shel Silverstein

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