We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.
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But when my seven long years are out, O, then I'll marry Sally; O, then we'll wed, and then we'll bed— But not in our alley!
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When about 16 Years of Age, I happen'd to meet with a Book written by one Tryon, recommending a Vegetable Diet. I determined to go into it. My Brother being yet unmarried, did not keep House, but boarded himself & his Apprentices in another family. My refusing to eat Flesh occasioned an Inconveniency, and I was frequently chid for my singularity .... Flesh eating is unprovoked murder.
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Time is a great master, unfortunately it kills all its apprentices.
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Unless we do more than simply learn the trade of our time, we are but apprentices, and not yet masters of the art of life.
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