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Preach the blessings of our deeply incorporated civilization by the mouths of our eight-inch guns.
William Dean Howells
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William Dean Howells
Age: 83 †
Born: 1837
Born: March 1
Died: 1920
Died: May 11
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I know, indeed, of nothing more subtly satisfying and cheering than a knowledge of the real good will and appreciation of others. Such happiness does not come with money, nor does it flow from fine physical state. It cannot be brought. But it is the keenest joy, after all and the toiler's truest and best reward.
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The wars come and go in blood and tears but whether they are bad wars, or what are comically called good wars, they are of one effect in death and sorrow.
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See how today's achievement is only tomorrow's confusionSee how possession always cheapens the thing that was precious.
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Each one of us must suffer long to himself before he can learn that he is but one in a great community of wretchedness which has been pitilessly repeating itself from the foundation of the world.
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The wrecks of slavery are fast growing a fungus crop of sentiment.
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What the American public wants in the theater is a tragedy with a happy ending.
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Lord, for the erring thought Not unto evil wrought: Lord, for the wicked will Betrayed, and baffled still: For the heart from itself kept, Our thanksgiving accept. For ignorant hopes that were Broken to our blind prayer: For pain, death, sorrow, sent Unto our chastisement: For all loss of seeming good, Quicken our gratitude.
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Primitive societies without religion have never been found.
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A friend knows how to allow for mere quantity in your talk, and only replies to the quality.
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The book which you read from a sense of duty, or because for any reason you must, does not commonly make friends with you.
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He who sleeps in continual noise is wakened by silence.
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People naturally despise a dependant.
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The mortality of all inanimate things is terrible to me, but that of books most of all.
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If ever the public was betrayed by its press, it's ours.
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