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A People Always Ends By Resembling Its Shadow.

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If You Can Think–and Not Make Thoughts Your Aim.

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For The Female Of The Species Is More Deadly Than The Male.

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Meddling With Another Man's Folly Is Always Thankless Work.

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When Young Lips Have Drunk Deep Of The Bitter Waters Of Hate, Suspicion And Despair, All The Love In The World Will Not Wholly Take Away That Knowledge. Though It May Turn Darkened Eyes For A While To The Light, And Teach Faith Where No Faith Was.

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Adam Was A Gardener, And God, Who Made Him, Sees That Half Of All Good Gardening Is Done Upon The Knees.

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Telling The Truth

It'is Like A Book, I Think, This Bloomin' World.

In The Jungle, Life And Food Depend On Keeping Your Temper.

Ship Me Somewhere East Of Suez, Where The Best Is Like The Worst, Where There Aren't No Ten Commandments An' A Man Can Raisea Thirst.

The World Is Very Lovely, And It's Very Horrible--and It Doesn't Care About Your Life Or Mine Or Anything Else.

And When Your Back Stops Aching And Your Hands Begin To Harden, You Will Find Yourself A Partner In The Glory Of The Garden.

Satan Himself Can't Save A Woman Who Wears Thirty-shilling Corsets Under A Thirty-guinea Costume.

If You Can Wait And Not Be Tired Of Waiting, Or Being Lied About, Don't Deal In Lies. Or Being Hated, Don't Give Way To Hating, And Yet Don't Look Too Good, Nor Talk Too Wise.

All The People Like Us Are We, And Everyone Else Is They.

There Are Gems Of Wondrous Brightness Ofttimes Lying At Our Feet, And We Pass Them, Walking Thoughtless, Down The Busy, Crowded Street. If We Knew, Our Pace Would Slacken, We Would Step More Oft With Care, Lest Our Careless Feet Be Treading To The Earth Some Jewel Rare.

She Is Intensely Human, And Lives To Look Upon Life.

One Cannot Resist The Lure Of Africa.

One Man In A Thousand, Solomon Says. Will Stick More Close Than A Brother. And It's Worth While Seeking Him Half Your Days If You Find Him Before The Other. ---the Thousandth Man

For Undemocratic Reasons And For Motives Not Of State, They Arrive At Their Conclusions, Largely Inarticulate. Being Void Of Self-expression They Confide Their Views To None; But Sometimes In A Smoking Room, One Learns Why Things Were Done.

If You Give Someone More Than They Can Do, They Will Do It. If You Give Them Only What They Can Do, They Will Do Nothing.

They Are Fools Who Kiss And Tell'-- Wisely Has The Poet Sung. Man May Hold All Sorts Of Posts If He'll Only Hold His Tongue.

However The World Pretends To Divide Itself, There Are Only Two Divisions In The World Today - Human Beings And Germans.

Favouritism Governed Kissage, Even As It Does In This Age.

Believe The Best Of Everybody.

Not Only Do Words Infect, Egotize, Narcotize, And Paralyze, But They Enter Into And Colour The Minutest Cells Of The Brain. . . .

Buy A Pup And Your Money Will Buy Love Unflinching That Cannot Lie.

And The First Rude Sketch That The World Had Seen Was Joy To His Mighty Heart, Till The Devil Whispered Behind The Leaves 'it's Pretty, But Is It Art?'

Never Praise A Sister To A Sister, In The Hope Of Your Compliments Reaching The Proper Ears.

Humble Because Of Knowledge; Mighty By Sacrifice.

Each Dog Barks In His Own Yard!

For The Female Of The Species Is More Deadly Than The Male. A Woman's Guess Is Much More Accurate Than A Man's Certainty. Take My Word For It, The Silliest Woman Can Manage A Clever Man; But It Takes A Very Clever Woman To Manage A Fool. I Never Made A Mistake In My Life; At Least, Never One That I Couldn't Explain Away Afterwards

Enough Work To Do, And Strength Enough To Do The Work.

San Francisco Has Only One Drawback—‘tis Hard To Leave.

Hear And Attend And Listen; For This Is What Befell And Be-happened And Became And Was, O My Best Beloved, When The Tame Animals Were Wild. The Dog Was Wild, And The Horse Was Wild, And The Cow Was Wild, And The Sheep Was Wild, And The Pig Was Wild -as Wild As Wild Could Be - And They Walked In The Wet Wild Woods By Their Wild Lones. But The Wildest Of All The Wild Animals Was The Cat. He Walked By Himself And All Places Were Alike To Him

Yet There Be Certain Times In A Young Man’s Life, When, Through Great Sorrow Or Sin, All The Boy In Him Is Burnt And Seared Away So That He Passes At One Step To The More Sorrowful State Of Manhood

For The Sin They Do By Two And Two They Must Pay For One By One.

Fiction Is Truth's Elder Sister. Obviously. No One In The World Knew What Truth Was Till Some One Had Told A Story.

Cities And Thrones And Powers Stand In Time's Eye, Almost As Long As Flowers, Which Daily Die

Let All Who Build Beware The Load, The Shock, The Pressure Material Can Bear. So, When The Buckled Girder Lets Down The Grinding Span, The Blame Of Loss, Or Murder, Is Laid Upon The Man. Not On The Stuff - The Man!

Hear And Attend And Listen; For This Befell And Behappened And Became And Was: O My Best Beloved, When The Tame Animals Were Wild.

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And The End Of The Fight Is Tombstone White With The Name Of The Late Deceased, And The Epitaph Drear, "a Fool Lies Here Who Tried To Hustle The East."

I Have No Gift Of Words, But I Speak The Truth.

Speak The Truth

I Speak The Truth

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Be Slow To Judge For We Know Little Of What Has Been Done And Nothing Of What Has Been Resisted.

No Printed Word, Nor Spoken Plea Can Teach Young Minds What They Should Be. Not All The Books On All The Shelves - But What The Teachers Are Themselves.

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