The Universe knows itself and expands itself through me.
BILL VAUGHANThe pretender sees no one but himself, Because he has the veil of conceit in front; If he were endowed with a God discerning eye, He would see that no one is weaker than himself.
More Bill Vaughan Quotes
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One in whose head is conceit, Think not that he will ever listen to truth.
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Even pearls are dark before the whiteness of his teeth.
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The most malignant of enemies is the lust which abides within.
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And this has had a strong tendency to dampen serious discussion of theological issues in most groups, and hence to strengthen the general anti-intellectual bias.
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American culture has always known success, not suffering, so we’ve never known what to do with this part of the Bible.
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Even if you feed the cow cocoa you will not get chocolate.
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The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.
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There’s something about getting up at 5 a.m., feeding the stock and chickens, and milking a couple of cows before breakfast that gives you a lifelong respect for the price of butter and eggs.
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God, who prepares His work through ages, accomplishes it when the hour is come, with the feeblest instruments.
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The more human beings proceed by plan the more effectively they may be hit by accident
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The best that can be said of you is that you got saved.
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By the time you’re eighty years old you’ve learned everything. You only have to remember it.
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The easiest books are generally the best; for, whatever author is obscure and difficult in his own language, certainly does not think clearly.
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How many of us have been first attracted to reason, first learned to think, to draw conclusions, to extract a moral from the follies of life, by some dazzling aphorism from Rochefoucauld or La Bruyere.
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Where would the gardener be if there were no more weeds?
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