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One arrow does not bring down two birds. O, call back yesterday, bid time return. It is the weak and confused who worship the pseudo-simplicities of brutal directness. If we only knew the real value of a day. Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep. John the Baptist pretending to be Karl Marx. Beyond the Alps lies Italy. I am happy and content because I think I am. Every man, through fear, mugs his aspirations a dozen times a day. Courage does not consist in calculation, but in fighting against chances. Men whose trade is rat-catching love to catch rats; the bug destroyer seizes on his bug with delight; the suppressor is gratified by finding his vice. The voice of conscience is so delicate that it is easy to stifle it; but it is also so clear that it is impossible to mistake it. We never live, but we are always in the expectation of living. None are completely wretched but those who are without hope, and few are reduced so low as that. Ennui has made more gamblers than avarice, more drunkards than thirst, and perhaps as many suicides as despair. Lord Ronald said nothing; he flung himself from the room, flung himself upon his horse and rode madly off in all directions. It is enough that I am of value to somebody today. If you want a place in the sun, you've got to put up with a few blisters. The basis of our political systems is the right of the people to make and to alter their constitutions of government. Acting is happy agony.
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