He lit another cigar, and began to brood over the folly of mankind.
Those who are truly grateful are deeply moved by the privilege of living.
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
Not being happy really is my fear.
This earth is His, to Him belong those vast and boundless skies;Both seas within Him rest, and yet in that small pool He lies.
My ultimate goal is to end up being happy. Most of the time.
Her screams spiraled up into the night air
The richest man is he who lives simply but has an abundance of love and kindness to give away.
My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I'm right.
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