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Sometimes it's hard to believe what we are really. ↗

— Riyadh Razzaq

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I can blend words easily with my pen, and show concepts from deep within. Yet not everyone gets the message I send. So why do I even let these words begin? Maybe they will soak in one day at the right time. When the readers on a new path to find. So for now I'll continue to drop ink and not worry about what other people think. ↗

— Stanley Victor Paskavich

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When Nietszche says, "A new commandment I give to you, be hard" he is really saying, "A new commandment I give to you, be dead." Sensibility is the definition of life. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

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Question for your life: If Socrates had a clone, would he advise that clone to know thy self, or to know myself, with myself in this case being himself? ↗

— Jarod Kintz

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For it can never be that war shall preserve life, and peace destroy it. ↗

— Thomas Hobbes

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Be quick, be quiet, and be on time. ↗

— Clarence L "Kelly" Johnson

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Selling is a painful necessity, buying is what makes it all worthwhile. ↗

— Steven E. Landsburg

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If one's bowels move, one is happy, and if they don't move, one is unhappy. That is all there is to it. ↗

— Lin Yutang

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Life is the greatest of all mysteries, and though I seek to solve its many riddles, my deepest fear is that I will succeed. ↗

— Brian Rathbone

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A child may ask, “What is the world’s story about?” And a grown man or woman may wonder, “What way will the world go? How does it end and, while we’re at it, what’s the story about?” I believe that there is one story in the world, and only one, that has frightened and inspired us, so that we live in a Pearl White serial of continuing thought and wonder. Humans are caught—in their lives, in their thoughts, in their hungers and ambitions, in their avarice and cruelty, and in their kindness and generosity too—in a net of good and evil. I think this is the only story we have and that it occurs on all levels of feeling and intelligence. Virtue and vice were warp and woof of our first consciousness, and they will be the fabric of our last, and this despite any changes we may impose on field and river and mountain, on economy and manners. There is no other story. A man, after he has brushed off the dust and chips of his life, will have left only the hard, clean questions: Was it good or was it evil? Have I done well—or ill? ↗

— John Steinbeck

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