A third, of more extensive learning, ran To Sir George Villiers’ Ghost, and Mrs. Veal; Of sheeted Spectres spoke with shorten’d breath, And thrice he quoted Drelincourt on Death.
BILL VAUGHANOn the neck of a giraffe a flea begins to believe in immortality.
More Bill Vaughan Quotes
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When a woman talks, she just wants to be heard.
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One must seem to hear the unreasonable demands of the petulant, unmoved, and the tedious details of the dull, untired. That is the least price that a man must pay for a high station.
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Meditating means bringing the mind back to something again and again. Thus, we all meditate, but unless we direct it in some way, we meditate on ourselves and on our own problems, reinforcing our self-clinging.
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Show me the research, show me the results, show me the conclusions – and then show me some qualified peer reviews of all that.
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Our enemy sees us clearly. They will not start a war. They’re worried about one thing: If democracy develops here, if we succeed, we will win
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Even if you feed the cow cocoa you will not get chocolate.
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Walk with a sense of being a part of a vast universe. Consider the thousands of miles of earth beneath your feet; think of the limitless expanse of space above your head.
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He suffered from paralysis by analysis.
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The most malignant of enemies is the lust which abides within.
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The great soul that sits on the throne of the universe is not, never was, and never will be, in a hurry.
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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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Books are delightful when prosperity happily smiles; when adversity threatens, they are inseparable comforters.
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Dark windows are often a very clear proof.
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What the heck do you think I’m doing? I’m laying these darn bricks! He then walked over to the second bricklayer and asked the same question.
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Youth is when you’re allowed to stay up late on New Year’s Eve. Middle age is when you’re forced to.
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