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The Boxer's Ring Is The Enjoyment Of The Part Of Society Whose Animal Nature Alone Has Been Developed.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

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The Boxer's Ring Is The Enjoyment Of The Part Of Society Whose Animal Nature Alone Has Been Developed.

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Every Man Is Eloquent Once In His Life.

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A Beautiful Woman Is A Picture Which Drives All Beholders Nobly Mad.

Who Looks Upon A River In A Meditative Hour And Is Not Reminded Of The Flux Of All Things?

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I Have Come To Believe That The Whole World Is An Enigma, A Harmless Enigma That Is Made Terrible By Our Own Mad Attempt To Interpret It As Though It Had An Underlying Truth. If Two Or Three Persons Should Come With A High Spiritual Aim And With Great Powers, The World Would Fall Into Their Hands Like A Ripe Peach.

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Don't Be A Cynic And Disconsolate Preacher. Don't Bewail And Moan. Omit The Negative Propositions. Challenge Us With Incessant Affirmatives.

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Power Resides In The Moment Of Transition From A Past To A New State.

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