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Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the read more
Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery.
Meagre were his looks,
Sharp misery had worn him to the bones;
And in his needy shop read more
Meagre were his looks,
Sharp misery had worn him to the bones;
And in his needy shop a tortoise hung,
An alligator stuffed, and other skins
Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his shelves
A beggarly account of boxes,
Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds,
Remnants of packthread, and old cakes of roses
Were thinly scattered, to make up a show.
Maybe men are separated from each other only by the degree of their misery.
Maybe men are separated from each other only by the degree of their misery.
Money can't buy you happiness but it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery.
Money can't buy you happiness but it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery.
Misery is almost always the result of thinking.
Misery is almost always the result of thinking.
Threescore years and ten is enough; if a man can't suffer all the misery he wants in that time, he read more
Threescore years and ten is enough; if a man can't suffer all the misery he wants in that time, he must be numb.
Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to a grim and comfortless read more
Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to a grim and comfortless despair,
And at her heels a huge infectious troop
Of pale distemperatures and foes to life?
The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of read more
The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of work is the same.
Horatio looked handsomely miserable, like Hamlet slipping on a
piece of orange-peel.
Horatio looked handsomely miserable, like Hamlet slipping on a
piece of orange-peel.