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His pipe was always going out,
And then he'd have to search about
In all his pockets, and he'd mow
O, deary me! and, musha now!
And then he'd light his pipe, and then
He'd let it go clean out again.

— James Stephens

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Curiosity will conquer fear even more than bravery will.

The duty of a lyrical poet is not to express or explain, it is to intensify life.

Never be a servant in your heart. To work is nothing; the king on his throne, the priest kneeling before the Holy Altar, all people in all places had to work, but no person at all need be a servant.

Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it.

Faith is the key that unlocks the cabinet of God's treasures; the king's messenger from the celestial world, to bring all the supplies we need out of the fullness that there is in Christ.

Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)

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