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He Cannot Get It All At Once

One can decide right now to get wisdom,But he cannot get it all at once. Rather, he must keep deciding it over and over. And so it goes with a thousand other treasures, too—The acquisition of each depending on The … Continue reading

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I Should Be So Driven

Suppose I should be so driven against a manThat I decided not to acknowledge his good deedsAnd his good qualitiesAnd his accomplishments— That knowing them,I pretended as if they were not so now,And never had been— And suppose I should … Continue reading

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I’m Not Sure I Could Live There

I’d love to live in an historic houseFrom a time when beauty in architectureSeems to have mattered more Than it does today.

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These Memories are But the Shadows

These memories are but the shadowsOf what happened in my younger years—The rough outlines of how it was—Laid across the imperfect lawn of my mindAnd stretched the more out of proportionThe later it gets in my day.

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Watch in Amazement

Let us stand back and watch in amazementAs the underthinker defines “overthinking”.

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A Dent Guy

A dent guy can see dents you can’t seeBecause he’s not looking for the dents themselvesBut for how lights and shadows from other thingsPass over the dents as he passes by.

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Even Simple-Minded People

Even simple-minded people—Who believe that things are generally Supposed to be simple—Will adopt beliefs that,Whether true or not,Require a great deal of intricate workTo explain well to an audience of Honest, rational, and responsible people.

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Wouldn’t It Really Be Something

Given how much a person can learn by experience in his lifetime,Wouldn’t it really be something if some genius were to invent a wayBy which that learning could be transmitted to the young?

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He Who Thinks

He who thinks that believing is not a workHas not worked at thinking about belief.

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When Man Worships

When man worships at the Shrine of ConvenienceHe becomes perfectly comfortableIn not knowing the natureOf his god.

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