To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on which we trample, are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.
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I find it interesting that the meanest life, the poorest existence, is attributed to God's will, but as human beings become more affluent, as their living standard and style begin to ascend the material scale, God descends the scale of responsibility at a commensurate speed.
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By avarice and selfishness, and a groveling habit, from which none of us is free, of regarding the soil as property, or the means of acquiring property chiefly, the landscape is deformed, husbandry is degraded with us, and the farmer leads the meanest of lives. He knows Nature but as a robber.
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Once the visitor was told rather repetitively that this city was the melting pot; never before in history had so many people of such varied languages, customs, colors and culinary habits lived so amicably together. Although New York remains peaceful by most standards, this self-congratulation is now less often heard, since it was discovered some years ago that racial harmony depended unduly on the willingness of the blacks (and latterly the Puerto Ricans) to do for the other races the meanest jobs at the lowest wages and then to return to live by themselves in the worst slums.
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Ambition often puts men upon doing the meanest offices; so climbing is performed in the same posture with creeping.
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Death cancels everything but truth; and strips a man of everything but genius and virtue. It is a sort of natural canonization. It makes the meanest of us sacred --it installs the poet in his immortality, and lifts him to the skies. Death is the greatest assayer of the sterling ore of talent. At his touch the dropsy particles fall off, the irritable, the personal, the gross, and mingle with the dust --the finer and more ethereal part mounts with winged spirit to watch over our latest memory, and protect our bones from insult. We consign the least worthy qualities to oblivion, and cherish the nobler and imperishable nature with double pride and fondness.
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She became the character she was playing in an Ibsen play; she'd stalk around with grey hair. She was also the meanest woman in the world.
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Ambition often puts men upon doing the meanest offices so climbing is performed in the same posture with creeping.
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Man, so far as natural science by itself is able to teach us, is no longer the final cause of the universe, the Heaven-descended heir of all the ages. His very existence is an accident, his story a brief and transitory episode in the life of one of the meanest of the planets.
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Deliberate cruelty to our defenseless and beautiful little cousins is surely one of the meanest and most detestable vices of which a human being can be guilty.
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Ambition often puts Men upon doing the meanest offices; so climbing is performed in the same position with creeping.
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A man who lives with nature is used to violence and is companionable with death. There is more violence in an English hedgerow than in the meanest streets of a great city.
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What the banker sighs for, the meanest clown may have, - leisure and a quiet mind
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The meanest, most contemptible kind of praise is that which first speaks well of a man, and then qualifies it with a but.
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There is none made so great, but he may both need the help and service, and stand in fear of the power and unkindness, even of the meanest of mortals.
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Employ thy time well, if thou meanest to gain leisure.
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All human excellence is but comparative. There may be persons who excel us, as much as we fancy we excel the meanest.
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The meanest, most contemptible kind of praise is that which first speaks well of a man, and then qualifies it with a 'but'.
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It is the mind that makes the body rich; and as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, so honor peereth in the meanest habit.
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Employ thy time well, if thou meanest to get leisure.
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Even in the meanest sorts of labor, the whole soul of a man is composed into a kind of real harmony the instant he sets himself to work.
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In the meanest are all the materials of manhood, only they are not rightly disposed.
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