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Roger Williams

"When they [the Church] have opened a gap in the hedge or wall of separation between the garden of the church and the wilderness of the world, God hath ever broke down the wall itself, removed the Candlestick, etc., and made His Garden a wilderness as it is this day. And that therefore if He will ever please to restore His garden and Paradise again, it must of necessity be walled in peculiarly unto Himself from the world, and all that be saved out of the world are to be transplanted out of the wilderness of the World."

-- Roger Williams

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“Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire days sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commits acts they would otherwise find repulsive. 'The devil made me do it.' I have never made one of them do anything. Never. They live their own tiny lives. I do not live their lives for them.”
“Shooting someone point blank still generates an explosion out of the end of a gun, even if the projectile is somehow ineffective.”

Source : "What People Who Make Video Games Think Of Westworld". Interview with Evan Narcisse, www.gizmodo.com.au. November 11, 2016.
“To show that you truly care, you listen.”
“Most writers on the subject seem to agree that the typical working mathematician is a Platonist on weekdays and a formalist on Sundays.”
“The profoundest facts in the earth's history prove that the oceans have always been oceans.”

Source : James Dwight Dana (1872). “Corals and Coral Islands”, p.371
“I started with Bobby Darin. He signed me to Capitol when I was 15. I was 14, getting ready to be 15. Then the next encounter I had was with I think Peggy Lee. I sang background with The Blossoms with Darlene Love.”
“My dream is for my flowers to act as beacons and rallying points across the planet - bringing people together on a global scale and through my art start a global conversation.”
“O sleep! O sleep! Do not forget me. Sometimes come and sweep, Now I have nothing left, thy healing hand Over the lids that crave thy visits bland, Thou kind, thou comforting one. For I have seen his face, as I desired, And all my story is done. O, I am tired.”

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