Her religion made her inwardly content and joyous; and.

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Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen.

Drag your thoughts away from your troubles... by the ears, by the heels, or any other way you can manage it.

Jimmy Finn was not burned in the calaboose, but died a natural death in a tan vat, of a combination of delirium tremens and spontaneous combustion. When I say natural death, I mean it was a natural death for Jimmy Finn.

It made him feel a little uncomfortable sometimes when he reflected that the good little boys always died. He loved to live, you know, and this was the most unpleasant feature about being a Sunday-school-book boy. He knew it was not healthy to be good.

One of the proofs of the immortality of the soul is that myriads have believed it. They also believed the world was flat.

We speak of nature; it is folly; there is no such thing as nature; what we call by that misleading name is merely heredity and training. We have no thoughts of our own, no opinions of our own; they are transmitted to us, trained into us.

The nomadic instinct is a human instinct.

The highest perfection of politeness is only a beautiful edifice, built, from the base to the dome, of graceful and gilded forms of charitable and unselfish lying.

We all know about Father Damien, the French priest who voluntarily forsook the world and went to the leper island of Molokai to labor among its population of sorrowful exiles who wait there, in slow-consuming misery, for death to come and release them from their troubles.

WE ARE THE CANAANITES. WE ARE THEY THAT HAVE BEEN DRIVEN OUT OF THE LAND OF CANAAN BY THE JEWISH ROBBER, JOSHUA.

Man is the only animal that loves his neighbor as himself and cuts his throat if his theology isn't straight.

Use what you stand for and what you oppose as a foundation to write great content that resonates with readers and creates a ripple effect.

Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to reform (or pause and reflect).

In due time the shores of Italy were sighted, and as we stood gazing from the decks, early in the bright summer morning, the stately city of Genoa rose up out of the sea and flung back the sunlight from her hundred palaces.