Quote by George Washington
It will be found an unjust and unwise jealousy to deprive a man of

It will be found an unjust and unwise jealousy to deprive a man of his natural liberty upon the supposition he may abuse it. – George Washington

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It may be laid down as a primary position, and the basis of our system, that every Citizen who enjoys the protection of a Free Government, owes not only a proportion of his property, but even of his personal services to the defense of it. – George Washington

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Let us with caution indulge the supposition that morality can be maintained without religion. Reason and experience both forbid us to expect that national morality can prevail in exclusion of religious principle. – George Washington

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Dont waste time on jealousy. Sometimes youre ahead, sometimes youre behind. – Mary Schmich

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Jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire. – Solomon Ibn Gabirol

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Calamities are of two kinds: misfortune to ourselves, and good fortune to others. – Ambrose Bierce

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The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves. – William Penn, Some Fruits of Solitude, 1693

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The sky was dark and gloomy, the air was damp and raw, the streets were wet and sloppy. The smoke hung sluggishly above the chimney-tops as if it lacked the courage to rise, and the rain came slowly and doggedly down, as if it had not even the spirit to pour. – Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers

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