Common sense isn't.
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| God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency. |
| ~ Robert Browning, Cenciaja. ~ |
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| Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth. |
| ~ John Milton, Comus. Line 5. ~ |
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| A nagging sense of discontent, a feeling of being dissatisfied, or of something being not right, is the fuel that gives rise to anger and hatred. This discontent arises in us when we feel that either we ourselves, or someone we love, or our close friends are being treated unfairly or threatened and that people are being unjust. Also, when others somehow obstruct us in achieving something, we feel that we are being trodden upon, and then we feel angry. So the approach here is to get at the root, appreciating the causal nexus, the chain, which will ultimately explode in an emotional state like anger or hatred. |
| ~ The Path to Tranquility, February 29, 14th Dalai Lama ~ |
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| As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat. |
| ~Ellen Perry Berkeley ~ |
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| of course you'll have another drop [of ale]. A man's twice the man afterward. You feel so warm and glorious, ... |
| ~Thomas Hardy, Far from the Madding Crowd ~ |
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| You know nothing till you know all; which is the reason we never know any thing. |
| ~ Herman Melville (1819–1891), U.S. author. Redburn (1849), ch. 26, The Writings of Herman Melville, vol. 4, eds. Harrison Hayford, Hershel Parker, and G. Thomas Tanselle (1969). ~ |
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| Here John Randal lies Who counting of his tale Lived threescore years and ten, Such vertue was in his ale, Ale as his meat, Ale as his drink, Ale did his heart revive, And if he could have drunk his ale He still had been alive. He died January 5, 1699 |
| ~Tombstone Epitaph, Great Walford, England ~ |
Common sense isn't.
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