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A skeptic is a person who, when he sees the handwriting on the wall, claims it is a forgery.
A skeptic is a person who, when he sees the handwriting on the wall, claims it is a forgery.
There can be no doubt that the average man blames much more than he praises. His instinct is to blame. read more
There can be no doubt that the average man blames much more than he praises. His instinct is to blame. If he is satisfied he says nothing; if he is not, he most illogically kicks up a row.
I am not judged by the number of times I fail, but by the number of times I succeed; and read more
I am not judged by the number of times I fail, but by the number of times I succeed; and the number of times I succeed is in direct proportion to the number of times I can fail and keep on trying.
All men have an instinct for conflict: at least, all healthy men. - The Silence of the Sea.
All men have an instinct for conflict: at least, all healthy men. - The Silence of the Sea.
Don't be afraid if things seem difficult in the beginning. That's only the initial impression. The important thing is not read more
Don't be afraid if things seem difficult in the beginning. That's only the initial impression. The important thing is not to retreat; you have to master yourself.
There's nothing I like less than bad arguments for a view that I hold dear.
There's nothing I like less than bad arguments for a view that I hold dear.
I think over again my small adventures, my fears, These small ones that seemed so big. For all the vital read more
I think over again my small adventures, my fears, These small ones that seemed so big. For all the vital things I had to get and to reach. And yet there is only one great thing, The only thing. To live to see the great day that dawns And the light that fills the world.
Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: read more
Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavor, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.