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What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.
What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.
A "modern" man has nothing to add to modernism, if only because he has nothing to oppose it with. The read more
A "modern" man has nothing to add to modernism, if only because he has nothing to oppose it with. The well-adapted drop off the dead limb of time like lice.
If a walker is indeed an individualist there is nowhere he can't go at dawn and not many places he read more
If a walker is indeed an individualist there is nowhere he can't go at dawn and not many places he can't go at noon. But just as it demeans life to live alongside a great river you can no longer swim in or drink from, to be crowded into safer areas and hours takes much of the gloss off walking -- one sport you shouldn't have to reserve a time and a court for.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
By concentrating our attention on the effect rather than the causes, we can avoid the laborious, nearly impossible task of read more
By concentrating our attention on the effect rather than the causes, we can avoid the laborious, nearly impossible task of trying to detect and deflect the many psychological influences on liking.
It costs to be stupid. The stupider you are, the more it costs.
It costs to be stupid. The stupider you are, the more it costs.
The true test of character is not how much we know how to do, but how we behave when we read more
The true test of character is not how much we know how to do, but how we behave when we don't know what to do.
It would be difficult to exaggerate the degree to which we are influenced by those we influence.
It would be difficult to exaggerate the degree to which we are influenced by those we influence.
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo read more
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
