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Great Floods Have Flown From Simple Sources.

Men Judge By The Complexion Of The Sky The State And Inclination Of The Day.

I Have Pursued Her, As Love Hath Pursued Me

But We Have Reason To Cool Our Raging Motions, Our Carnal Stings, Our Unbitted Lusts; Whereof I Take This That You Call Love To Bea Sect Or Scion.... It Is Merely A Lust Of The Blood And A Permission Of The Will.

Know More Than Other. Work More Than Other. Expect Less Than Other