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It is much less what we do than what we think, which fits us for the future.
Philip James Bailey
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Philip James Bailey
Age: 86 †
Born: 1816
Born: April 22
Died: 1902
Died: September 6
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Where doubt there truth is - 'tis her shadow.
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Life's but a means unto an end, that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things--God.
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The poet's pen is the true divining rod Which trembles towards the inner founts of feeling Bringing to light and use, else hid from all, The many sweet clear sources which we have of good and beauty in our own deep bosoms And marks the variations of all mind As does the needle.
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