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Do not mix de galloping of your horse, my knight, with the beating of your heart.
Do not mix de galloping of your horse, my knight, with the beating of your heart.
Democracy is the art of thinking independently together
Democracy is the art of thinking independently together
Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and read more
Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and running to seed.
 For take thy ballaunce if thou be so wise,
 And weigh the winds that under heaven doth blow;
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 For take thy ballaunce if thou be so wise,
 And weigh the winds that under heaven doth blow;
  Or weigh the light that in the east doth rise;
   Or weigh the thought that from man's mind doth flow. 
Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in read more
Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in joy? Is it not in mercy then that sorrow is allotted unto us?
 The solitary side of our nature demands leisure for reflection 
upon subjects on which the dash and whirl of read more 
 The solitary side of our nature demands leisure for reflection 
upon subjects on which the dash and whirl of daily business, so 
long as its clouds rise thick about us, forbid the intellect to 
fasten itself. 
 The next time you go out to a smoking party, young feller, fill 
your pipe with that 'ere reflection.  
 The next time you go out to a smoking party, young feller, fill 
your pipe with that 'ere reflection. 
Can the believing husband in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving wife in Hell? Can the believing father in Heaven read more
Can the believing husband in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving wife in Hell? Can the believing father in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving children in Hell? Can the loving wife in Heaven be happy with her unbelieving husband in Hell? I tell
Inside an oasis, there are many little deserts.
Inside an oasis, there are many little deserts.