Quote by Samuel Richardson
As a child is indulged or checked in its early follies, a ground i

As a child is indulged or checked in its early follies, a ground is generally laid for the happiness or misery of the future man. – Samuel Richardson

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Men will bear many things from a kept mistress, which they would not bear from a wife. – Samuel Richardson

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Men
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Let a man do what he will by a single woman, the world is encouragingly apt to think Marriage a sufficient amends. – Samuel Richardson

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Marriage
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O! what a Godlike Power is that of doing Good! I envy the Rich and the Great for nothing else! – Samuel Richardson

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power
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And thats the mission of The Innocence Project in New York, is to exonerate people who have been wrongfully convicted, and also work from a policy angle with Congress and state legislatures to prevent future wrongful convictions. – John Grisham

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Future

We cannot always assure the future of our friends we have a better chance of assuring our future if we remember who our friends are. – Henry A. Kissinger

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Future

In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future. – Stendhal

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Future

Ryan Leaf is doing great now. If he progresses the way he is now, were going to have a quarterback thats going to be reckoned with in the near future. And thats not political. – Junior Seau

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Future

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Who overcomes by force hath overcome but half his foe. – John Milton, Paradise Lost, 1667

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Wake up, do your best, sleep, repeat. – Thingsweforget.blogspot.com, #660

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Wise Words

Happiness is spiritual, born of truth and love. It is unselfish therefore it cannot exist alone, but requires all mankind to share it. – Mary Baker Eddy

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alone

In politics, as in poetry, it is sometimes true that it is darkest before dawn. – Lawrence Summers

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Poetry