Don't put too fine a point to your wit for fear it should get blunted. Don Quixote
Death was a friend, and sleep was Death's brother. The Grapes of Wrath
“In this hour Siddhartha ceased struggling with his fate, ceased suffering. On his face blossomed the serenity of knowledge, which no will opposes any longer, knowing perfection, in agreement with the flow of events, with the stream of life, full of compassion, full of sympathy, abandoned to the flow, belonging to unity.” Siddhartha
The avaricious are thrifty with time as well as money. Beware of Pity
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