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There is only one thing about which I shall have no regrets when my life ends.

Agnes Sligh Turnbull

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Have you ever heard apple wood talking? It’s the most loquacious of all. You really can’t get a word in edgeways.
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A country-bred man can always learn to get on with city people, but a town-bred fellah never gets the real hang of the country.
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I think we foreshorten our own viewpoint if we consider any state of mind, or society, or government as final. Growth and change! We can’t get away from them.
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Dogs’ lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
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[On religion:] Wasn’t it invented by man for a kind of solace? It’s as though he had said,
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You must learn to drink the cup of life as it comes … without stirring it up from the bottom. That’s where the bitter dregs are!
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You can put city polish on a man, but by golly, it seems you can’t ever rub it off him.
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I’ll make me a nice comfortable garment to shut out the heat and the cold,’ and then it ends by becoming a strait-jacket.
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I have savored to the full all the small, daily joys. The bright sunshine on the breakfast table; the smell of the air at dusk; the sound of the clock ticking; the light rains that start gently after midnight; the hour when the family come home.
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the human soul, by once suffering as much as it is capable of, purchases a strange and terrible immunity to all the rest of life’s sorrows.
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There is only one thing about which I shall have no regrets when my life ends.
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The idea of perfection always gives one a chance to talk without knowing facts.
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If a diplomat says yes, he means perhaps. If he says perhaps he means no. And if he says no, he’s the hell of a diplomat.
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Do you know that the tendrils of graft and corruption have become mighty interlacing roots so that even men who would like to be honest are tripped and trapped by them?
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When the desire ain’t on me I don’t need help. When it is on me I don’t want any. See? Like the old fellah that never mended his roof. Said on a wet day he couldn’t do it and on a dry day it was as good as anybody’s.
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