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His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.

James Joyce

Life is too short to read a bad book.
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Book Life Reading
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
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Balance Happiness Hunt Lost Mind
There’s no friends like the old friends.
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Friendship Old
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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Sympathy Togetherness
To live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life.
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Fall Success
Shut your eyes and see.
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Eyes One Liner See
There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
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Forever Future Past Philosophy Present
Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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Curves Emotion Government Intellectual Men
All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
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Funny Sad
Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.
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Civilization Creation
A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.
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Discover Genius Life Man Mistake Spiritual
The light music of whiskey falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.
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Fall Light Music
I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentence. You can see for yourself how many different ways they might be arranged.
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Different Order Perfection Word Writing
Fall if you will, but rise you must.
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Fall Inspirational One Liner Rise
I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.
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Establishment Inspirational Passion Work
People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.
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Hypocrite People

His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.

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