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To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned...
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Everything is changeable, everything appears and disappears there is no blissful peace until one...
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When I heard that trees grow a new ‘ring’ for each year they live,...
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Our way is not soft grass, it’s a mountain path with lots of rocks....
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There is no expedient to which a man will not go to avoid the...
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Isn’t it strange that … people build walls to keep an enemy out, and...
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There is joy in work. There is no happiness except in the realization that...
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As one’s gifts increase, his friends decrease.
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There’s one good kind of writer — a dead one.
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We’ve arranged a civilization in which most crucial elements profoundly depend on science and...