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The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea.
Quote #25519
The abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.
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It is when I struggle to be brief that I become obscure.
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Whatever meaning ‘Annie’s Song’ had for me on a personal level, there was also...
Quote #32523
You are what your deep driving desire is As your deep driving desire is,...
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We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has...
Quote #7291
The only kind of dignity which is genuine is that which is not diminished...
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Always set high value on spontaneous kindness. He whose inclination prompts him to cultivate...
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The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering...
Quote #28354
Of all the warning sounds that animals make, I think the one that’s the...