Perseverance – a lowly virtue whereby mediocrity achieves an inglorious success.
AMBROSE BIERCESelfish, adj. Devoid of consideration for the selfishness of others.
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PAIN, n. An uncomfortable frame of mind that may have a physical basis in something that is being done to the body, or may be purely mental, caused by the good fortune of another.
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IMAGINATION, n. A warehouse of facts, with poet and liar in joint ownership.
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Litigation: A machine which you go into as a pig and come out of as a sausage.
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Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.
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MYTHOLOGY, n. The body of a primitive people’s beliefs concerning its origin, early history, heroes, deities and so forth, as distinguished from the true accounts which it invents later.
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Education, n.: That which discloses to the wise and disguises from the foolish their lack of understanding.
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Labor is one of the processes by which A acquires property for B.
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The partisan strife in which the people of the country are permitted to periodically engage does not tend to the development of ugly traits of character, but merely discloses those that preexist.
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Coward: One who, in a perilous emergency, thinks with his legs.
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Eloquence, n. The art of orally persuading fools that white is the color that it appears to be. It includes the gift of making any color appear white.
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Don’t steal; thou’lt never thus compete successfully in business. Cheat.
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Optimism – the doctrine or belief that everything is beautiful, including what is ugly.
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Life – a spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay.
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LIFE, n. A spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay. We live in daily apprehension of its loss; yet when lost it is not missed.
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Alliance – in international politics, the union of two thieves who have their hands so deeply inserted in each other’s pockets that they cannot separately plunder a third.
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