It is not in the nature of politics that the best men should be elected. The best men do not want to govern their fellow men
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Work is not always required. There is such a thing as sacred idleness.
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How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.
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The more I work with the body, keeping my assumptions in a temporary state of reservation, the more I appreciate and sympathize with a given disease. The body no longer appears as a sick or irrational demon, but as a process with its own inner logic and wisdom.
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If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give.
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You can't live on amusement. It is the froth on water -- an inch deep and then the mud.
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The best preparation for the future is the present well seen to, and the last duty done.
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Friends, if we be honest with ourselves, we shall be honest with each other.
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God never gave man a thing to do concerning which it were irreverent to ponder how the Son of God would have done it
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In giving, a man receives more than he gives, and the more is in proportion to the worth of the thing given
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Nothing makes one feel so strong as a call for help.
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Division has done more to hide Christ from the view of all men than all the infidelity that has ever been spoken.
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Friends, if we be honest with ourselves, we shall be honest with each other
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To have what we want is riches; but to be able to do without is power.
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The whole trouble is that we won't let God help us
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I find that doing of the will of God leaves me no time for disputing about His plans.
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When we are out of sympathy with the young, then I think our work in this world is over
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To be trusted is a greater complement than to be loved
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A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, the less he knows it.
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But for money and the need of it, there would not be half the friendship in the world. It is powerful for good if divinely used. Give it plenty of air and it is sweet as the hawthorn; shut it up and it cankers and breeds worms.
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