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How slow the shadow creeps: but when 'tis past How fast the shadows fall. How fast! How fast!
Hilaire Belloc
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Hilaire Belloc
Age: 82 †
Born: 1870
Born: July 27
Died: 1953
Died: July 16
Historian
Journalist
Poet
Politician
Writer
La Celle-les-Bruyères
Hilaire Pierre Belloc
Joseph Hilaire Pierre René Belloc
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The Microbe is so very small You cannot make him out at all, But many sanguine people hope To see him through a microscope.
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Put you hand before your eyes and remember, you that have walked, the places from which you have walked away, and the wilderness into which you manfully turned the steps of your abandonment ... It is your business to leave all that you have know altogether behind you, and no man has eyes at the back of his head - go forward.
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I forget the name of the place I forget the name of the girl but the wine was Chambertin.
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The accursed power which stands on privilege( and goes with women, champagne and bridge) Broke - and democracy resumed her reign ( which goes with bridge and women and champagne.
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The larger unit can borrow more easily in proportion than the smaller. It can especially tap bank credit more easily and bank credit is, to-day, the chief factor in economic activity of all kinds.
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For no one, in our long decline, So dusty, spiteful and divided, Had quite such pleasant friends as mine, Or loved them half as much as I did.
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Write as the wind blows and command all words like an army!
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The world is full of double beds And most delightful maidenheads, Which being so, there's no excuse For sodomy or self-abuse.
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I put my pencil upon the paper, doubtfully, and drew little lines, considering my theme. But I would not long hesitate in this manner, for I knew that all creation must be chaos first, and then gestures in the void before it can cast out the completed thing.
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It is the best of all trades, to make songs, and the second best to sing them.
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I am writing a book about the Crusades so dull that I can scarcely write it.
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Slowly but certainly the proletarian, by every political reform which secures his well-being under new rules of insurance, of State control in education, of State medicine and the rest, is developing into the slave, leaving the rich man apart and free. All industrial civilization is clearly moving towards the re-establishment of the Servile State.
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We cannot make owners by merely giving men something to own. And, I repeat, whether there be sufficient desire for property left upon which we can work, only experience can decide.
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I shoot the Hippopotamus with bullets made of platinum, because if I use the leaden one his hide is sure to flatten em.
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An institute run with such knavish imbecility that if it were not the work of God it would not last a fortnight.
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The Rich arrived in pairs And also in Rolls Royces They talked of their affairs In loud and strident voices... The Poor arrived in Fords, Whose features they resembled They laughed to see so many Lords And Ladies all assembled. The People in Between Looked underdone and harassed, And our of place and mean, And Horribly embarrassed.
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