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"A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral." »Antoine De Saint-Exupery
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets." »Andre Malraux
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"To invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk." »Thomas Alva Edison
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"dwelling on the negative simply contributes to its power." »Shirley MacLaine
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"What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies." »Aristotle, from Diogenes Laertius, Lives of Eminent Philosophers
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"Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell There God is dwelling too." »William Blake
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"What is a friend A single soul dwelling in two bodies." »Aristotle
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"A pile of rocks ceases to be a rock when somebody contemplates it with the idea of a cathedral in mind." »Antoine De Saint-Exupery
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"Few men during their lifetime come anywhere near exhausting the resources dwelling in them. There are deep wells of strength that are never used." »Richard E. Byrd
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"Few men during their lifetime come anywhere near exhausting the resources dwelling within them. There are deep wells of strength that are never used." »Richard Evelyn Byrd
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"Something ignoble, loathsome, undignified attends all associations between people and has been transferred to all objects, dwelling, tools, even the landscape itself." »Bertolt Brecht
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"In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don't try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present." »Tao Le Ching
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"Let a man strive to purify his thoughts. What a man thinketh, that is he this is the eternal mystery. dwelling within himself with thoughts serene, he will obtain imperishable happiness." »Maitri Upanishads
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"'It is never good dwelling on good-byes,' she said. 'It is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.'" »Princess Elizabeth Asquith Bibesco
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"We spend most of our time and energy in a kind of horizontal thinking. We move along the surface of things…[but] there are times when we stop. We sit sill. We lose ourselves in a pile of leaves or its memory. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper." »James Carroll, O Magazine, October 2002
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"We spend most of our time and energy in a kind of horizontal thinking. We move along the surface of thingsbut there are times when we stop. We sit sill. We lose ourselves in a pile of leaves or its memory. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper." »James Carroll
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"The man of affluence is not in fact more happy than the possessor of a bare competency, unless, in addition to his wealth, the end of his life be fortunate. We often see misery dwelling in the midst of splendour, whilst real happiness is found in humbler stations." »Herodotus
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"The memories of my family outings are still a source of strength to me. I remember we'd all pile into the car---I forget what kind it was---and drive and drive. I'm not sure where we'd go, but I think there were some trees there. The smell of something was strong in the air as we played whatever sport we played. I remember a bigger, older guy we called 'Dad.' We'd eat some stuff, or not, and then I think we went home. I guess some things never leave you." »Jack Handey Deep Thoughts
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"Science is facts just as houses are made of stones, so is science made of facts but a pile of stones is not a house and a collection of facts is not necessarily science." »Henri Poincare
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"Science is facts; just as houses are made of stones, so is science made of facts; but a pile of stones is not a house and a collection of facts is not necessarily science." »Henri Poincare
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"Entangled in a hundred worldly snares, Self-seeking men, by ignorance deluded, Strive by unrighteous means to pile up riches. Then, in their self-complacency, they say, ?This acquisition I have made to-day, That will I gain to-morrow, so much pelf Is hoarded up already, so much more Remains that I have yet to treasure up. This enemy I have destroyed, him also, And others in their turn, I will despatch. I am a lord; I will enjoy myself; I?m wealthy, noble, strong, successful, happy; I?m absolutely perfect; no one else In all the world can be compared to me. Now will I offer up a sacrifice, Give gifts with lavish hand, and be triumphant.? Such men, befooled by endless vain conceits, Caught in the meshes of the world?s illusion, Immersed in sensuality, descend Down to the foulest hell of unclean spirits.*" »Mahabharata
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