You discarded most of the lies along the way but held on to the one that said life mattered.

Mme. Bonacieux looked at the young man, restrained for a minute by a last hesitation; but there was so much ardor in his eyes, such persuasion in his voice, that she felt herself constrained to confide in him. Besides, she found herself in circumstances where everything must be risked for the sake of everything.

Ethnic life in the United States has become a sort of contest like baseball in which the blacks are always the Chicago Cubs.

The good men of every age are those who go to the roots of the old thoughts and bear fruit with them.

Written By Friedrich Nietzsche

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