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Benjamin Franklin
United States
17 Jan 1706 // 17 Apr 1790
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On Desire:
If you desire many things, many things will seem few
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On Time:
If time be of all things the most precious, wasting time must be the greatest prodigality
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On Food:
I saw few die of hunger; of eating, a hundred thousand
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On Death:
I look upon death to be as necessary to our constitution as sleep. We shall rise refreshed in the morning
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On Expectation:
I conceive that the great part of the miseries of mankind are brought upon them by false estimates they have made of the value of things
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On Peace:
He that would live in peace and at ease must not speak all he knows or all he sees
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On Advice:
He that won't be counseled can't be helped
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On Start:
He that rises late must trot all day
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On Hope:
He that lives upon hope will die fasting
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On Money:
He that is of the opinion money will do everything may well be suspected of doing everything for money
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
On Anger:
"For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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Friedrich Nietzsche
On Destiny:
"Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
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Francis Bacon
On Friendship:
"A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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