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Aid the dawning, tongue and pen:
Aid it, hopes of honest men!
Aid the dawning, tongue and pen:
Aid it, hopes of honest men!
I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health. I said, 'There's nothing that I can do for read more
I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health. I said, 'There's nothing that I can do for you that you can't do for yourself.' He said, 'Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that that would help.' So I sat with him a while then I asked him how he felt. He said, 'I think I'm cured.'
Make two grins grow where there was only a grouch before.
Make two grins grow where there was only a grouch before.
Make a habit of two things: to help; or at least to do no harm.
Make a habit of two things: to help; or at least to do no harm.
All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.
All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.
God helps everyone with what is his own.
[Sp., Ayude Dios con lo suyo a cada uno.]
God helps everyone with what is his own.
[Sp., Ayude Dios con lo suyo a cada uno.]
A cure for War? Furiously spending the same daily amount of money toward making friends. Being an indispensable source of read more
A cure for War? Furiously spending the same daily amount of money toward making friends. Being an indispensable source of food, shelter, peace, and cultural support dedicatedly spending 9 billion dollars a month on helping people would be a formidable enemy of evil.
He who civilly shows the way to one who has missed it, is as one
who has lighted another's read more
He who civilly shows the way to one who has missed it, is as one
who has lighted another's lamp from his own lamp; it none the
less gives light to himself when it burns for the other.
[Lat., Homo qui erranti comiter monstrat viam,
Quasi lumen de suo lumine accendit, facit:
Nihilominus ipsi luceat, cum illi accenderit.]
The foolish ofttimes teach the wise:
I strain too much this string of life, belike,
Meaning to read more
The foolish ofttimes teach the wise:
I strain too much this string of life, belike,
Meaning to make such music as shall save.
Mine eyes are dim now that they see the truth,
My strength is waned now that my need is most;
Would that I had such help as man must have,
For I shall die, whose life was all men's hope.