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| Every extension of knowledge arises from making the conscious the unconscious. | | Friedrich Nietzsche | | |
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| Every great and commanding moment in the annuls of the world is the triumph of some enthusiasm. | | Ralph Waldo Emerson | | |
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| Everyone who is incapable of learning has taken to teaching. | | Oscar Wilde | | |
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| Everything has its beauty but not everyone sees it. | | Confucius | | |
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| Experience is one thing you can't get for nothing. | | Oscar Wilde | | |
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| Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes. | | Oscar Wilde | | |
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| Experience, as a desire for experience, does not come off. We must not study ourselves while having an experience. | | Friedrich Nietzsche | | |
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| Experience...is simply the name we give our mistakes. | | Oscar Wilde | | |
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| Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months. | | Oscar Wilde | | |
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| Fine words and an insinuating appearance are seldom associated with true virtue. | | Confucius | | |
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| Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense. | | Ralph Waldo Emerson | | |
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| Finish each day before you begin the next, and interpose a solid wall of sleep between the two. This you cannot do without temperance. | | Ralph Waldo Emerson | | |
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| Five thousand balloons, capable of raising two men each, could not cost more than five ships of the line; and where is the prince who can afford so to cover his country with troops for its defense as that 10,000 men descending from the clouds might not in many places do an infinite deal of mischief before a force could be brought together to repel them? | | Benjamin Franklin | | |
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| For a significant man, the one thought he values greatly, to the laughter and scorn of insignificant men, is a key to hidden treasure chambers; for those others, it is nothing but a piece of old iron. | | Friedrich Nietzsche | | |
