(+6 shoepoints, 6 votes)

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I startled a weasel who startled me, and we exchanged a long glance… Our eyes locked, and someone threw away the key.

(+10 shoepoints, 10 votes)

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Then the priest shall look upon it: and, behold, if the rising of the sore be white reddish in his bald head, or in his bald forehead, as the leprosy appeareth in the skin of the flesh; / He is a leprous man, he is unclean: the priest shall pronounce him utterly unclean; his plague is in his head.

(+6 shoepoints, 6 votes)

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Give beer to those who are perishing, wine to those who are in anguish; let them drink and forget their poverty and remember their misery no more.

(+7 shoepoints, 7 votes)

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For wheresoe’er I turn my ravished eyes,
Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise,
Poetic fields encompass me around,
And still I seem to tread on classic ground.

(+6 shoepoints, 6 votes)

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To be happy in this world, especially when youth is past, it is necessary to feel oneself not merely an isolated individual whose day will soon be over, but part of the stream of life flowing on from the first germ to the remote and unknown future.

(+4 shoepoints, 4 votes)

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This is serious: some of the things that are supposed to last the rest of my life are already wearing out.