Common sense isn't.
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| Now conscience wakes despair That slumber'd,-wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse. |
| ~ John Milton, Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 23. ~ |
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| Bacchus, ever fair and ever young. |
| ~ John Dryden, Alexander's Feast. Line 54. ~ |
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| Sometimes the best way to keep peace in the family is to keep the members of the family apart for awhile. |
| ~ Franklin D. Roosevelt (1882–1945), U.S. president. letter, Dec. 18, 1942, to Sumner Welles. The Roosevelt Letters, vol. 3, p. 451, ed. Elliott Roosevelt, George G. Harrup & Co., Ltd. (1952). ~ |
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| Let every man mind his own business. |
| ~ Cervantes, Don Quixote. Part i. Book. iii. Chap. viii. ~ |
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| Fiction lags after truth, invention is unfruitful, and imagination cold and barren. |
| ~ Edmund Burke, Speech on the Conciliation of America. Vol. ii. p. 116. ~ |
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| Chapter 15 : cheat not with your pen 01 Do the good and You will prosper {as I}! 02 Do not dip your pen to injure a man, (for) 03 the finger of the scribe is the beak of the Ibis, 04 beware of brushing it aside! 05 The Ape dwells in the House of Khmun, 06 his eye encircles the Two Lands. 07 When he sees one who cheats with his finger, 08 he carries his livelihood off in the flood. 09 The scribe who cheats with his finger, 10 his son will not be enrolled. 11 If You make your life with these (words) in your heart, 12 your children will observe them. |
| ~ The Instruction of Amenemope, Akhim, Egypt, ~1100 BC ~ |
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| Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss! Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies! |
| ~ Christopher Marlowe, Faustus. ~ |
Common sense isn't.
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