If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, This is Spring.
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If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, 'This is Spring.'
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[mouse models are] woefully inadequate…if you look at the millions and millions and millions of mice that have been cured, and you compare that to the relative success, or lack thereof, that we've achieved in the treatment of metastatic disease clinically, you realize that there just has to be something wrong with those models.
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If I refused him this opportunity of fulfilling his ambition it would not be good for him or Manchester City Football Club.
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To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.
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We must accept that this creative pulse within us is God's creative pulse itself.
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We are shaped by each other. We adjust not to the reality of a world, but to the reality of other thinkers.
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