Listen to many, speak to a few.

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And so, Thanksgiving. Its the most amazing holiday. Just think about it — it's a miracle that once a year so many millions of Americans sit down to exactly the same meal as one another, exactly the same meal they grew up eating, and exactly the same meal they ate a year earlier. The turkey. The sweet potatoes. The stuffing. The pumpkin pie. Is there anything else we all can agree so vehemently about? I don't think so.

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For he today who sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.

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How sweet the morning air is! See how that one little cloud floats like a pink feather from some floats flamingo. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. It shines on a good many folk, but on none, I dare bet, who are on a stranger errand than you and I. How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature! ― Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume I

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Brevity is the soul of wit

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Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.

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God is mighty. God is caring. God is worthy of praise. God is loving. God is able. God is in control. Nothing takes God by surprise. Some sweet reminders to soak in before falling asleep tonight.

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Strong reasons make strong actions.

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He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none. ― Madeline Miller

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Behind every sweet smile, there is a bitter sadness that no one can ever see and feel.

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