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Our Continual Desire For Praise Ought To Convince Us Of Our Mortality, If Nothing Else Will.

Take The Selfishness Out Of This World And There Would Be More Happiness Than We Should Know What To Do With.

Knowledge Is Like Money, The More A Man Gits The More He Hankers For.

What Is A Man Profited, If He Shall Gain The Whole World, And Lose His Own Soul I Suppose This Depends Somewhat Upon The Size Of The Soul. I Think There Are Cases Where The Trade Would Do.

We Mingle In Society Not So Much To Meet Others As To Escape Ourselves.