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Quote by Edwin Markham
He fed his spirit with the bread of books. - Edwin Markham

He fed his spirit with the bread of books. – Edwin Markham

Other quotes by Edwin Markham

Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, the emptiness of ages in his face, and on his back the burden of the world. – Edwin Markham

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Farming
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Edwin Markham
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There is a destiny that makes us brothers, No one goes his way alone; All that we send into the lives of others, Comes back into our own. – Edwin Markham

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Fellowship
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A large, still book is a piece of quietness, succulent and nourishing in a noisy world, which I approach and imbibe with “a sort of greedy enjoyment,” as Marcel Proust said of those rooms of his old home whose air was “saturated with the bouquet of silence.” – Holbrook Jackson

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Books

Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body. – Richard Steele, Tatler, 1710

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Books

The walls of books around him, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters. – Ross MacDonald

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Books

The smallest bookstore still contains more ideas of worth than have been presented in the entire history of television. – Andrew Ross

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Books

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Morality is the best of all devices for leading mankind by the nose. – Friedrich Nietzsche, The Antichrist

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Morality

Unnecessary possessions are unnecessary burdens. If you have them, you have to take care of them! There is great freedom in simplicity of living. It is those who have enough but not too much who are the happiest. – Peace Pilgrim

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Freedom

We are ashamed to seem evasive in the presence of a straightforward man, cowardly in the presence of a brave one, gross in the eyes of a refined one, and so on. We always imagine, and in imagining share, the judgments of the other mind. – Charles Horton Cooley

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Judging, Judgment

The sad and solemn night hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires;
The glorious host of light walk the dark hemisphere till she retires;
All through her silent watches, gliding slow,
Her constellations come, and climb the heavens, and go. – William Cullen Bryant

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Stars