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Quote by John Fowles
Content is a word unknown to life; it is also a word unknown to ma

Content is a word unknown to life; it is also a word unknown to man. – John Fowles

Other quotes by John Fowles

In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me. – John Fowles

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Nature
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One of the great fallacies of our time is that the Nazis rose to power because they imposed order on chaos. Precisely the opposite is true – John Fowles

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Liberalism
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We all write poems it is simply that poets are the ones who write in words. – John Fowles

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Poetry
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Other Quotes from
Contentment
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There are two kinds of discontent in this world. The discontent that works, and the discontent that wrings its hands. The first gets what it wants. The second loses what it has. Theres no cure for the first, but success and theres no cure at all for the second. – Gordon Graham

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Contentment

Contentment is a pearl of great price, and whoever procures it at the expense of ten thousand desires makes a wise and a happy purchase. – John Balguy

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Contentment

A Sunday well-spent brings a week of content. – Proverb

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Contentment

Contentment consist not in adding more fuel, but in taking away some fire. – Thomas Fuller

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Contentment

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Greatness, in the last analysis, is largely bravery – courage in escaping from old ideas and old standards and respectable ways of doing things. – James Robinson

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Those who can bear all can dare all. – Marquis De Vauvenargues

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I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. – John Edward Masefield

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