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This is who I am. I'm not perfect. I don't want to try to be perfect.
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The primitive simplicity of their minds renders them a more easy prey to a big lie than a small one.
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Sometimes it is the smallest thing that saves us: the weather growing cold, a child's smile, and a cup of excellent coffee.
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When the time comes, the journey toward the brilliant white light that marks the barrier between this world and the next will not hold as much fear as it once would have. For in my study of death, I have found the celebration of life.
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I had an epiphany: I was a loser.
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Venice is like doing acid. If you can't take it with you after you either come down or move away, you were never really there in the first place.
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Sex as something beautiful may soon disappear. Once it was a knife so finely honed the edge was invisible until it was touched and then it cut deep. Now it is so blunt that it merely bruises and leaves ugly marks.
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Today is the great day of one of the revelations of this world. The interrelationships of these individual realms were illumined as by a flash of lightning; they burst unexpected, frightening, and joyous out of the darkness. Never were they so strongly tied together and never so sharply divided...
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The sky is dark. But to understand something is to give light. Those who deny liberty to the slaves may have white skins, but their consciences are blacker than the skin of the Negro.
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Jesus is the only Savior, but not everybody who is saved by Him is aware that He is the one who is doing the saving.
