| Elbert Hubbard |
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Never explain--your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway. |
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Life is just one damned thing after another. |
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Editor: a person employed by a newspaper, whose business it is to separate the wheat from the chaff, and to see that the chaff is printed. |
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One machine can do the work of fifty ordinary men. No machine can do the work of one extraordinary man. |
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Death: To stop sinning suddenly. |
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The friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you. |