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And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

James Joyce

Beware the horns of a bull, the heels of the horse, and the smile of an Englishman.
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Animal Smile
Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
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Discover Inspirational One Liner
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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Sympathy Togetherness
There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
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Forever Future Past Philosophy Present
There’s no friends like the old friends.
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Friendship Old
And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.
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Eyes Heart Love Mad
Shut your eyes and see.
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Eyes One Liner See
Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?
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Cold Enough Yourself
Places remember events.
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One Liner Place Remember
Jesus was a bachelor and never lived with a woman. Surely living with a woman is one of the most difficult things a man has to do, and he never did it.
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Difficult Men Religion Woman
Love loves to love love.
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Funny Life Love One Liner
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
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Family Love Mom World
Thought is the thought of thought.
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Deep One Liner Thinking
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
White pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea! How simple and beautiful was life after all!
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Beautiful Life Simplicity
Bury the dead. Say Robinson Crusoe was true to life. Well then Friday buried him. Every Friday buries a Thursday if you come to look at it.
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Death Life Philosophy True

And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

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