Illusions commend themselves to us because they s
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Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces.
The African race is a rubber ball. The hard
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The African race is a rubber ball. The harder you dash it to the ground, the higher it will rise.
Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with
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Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.
Uncle aik bachay se kehte hain :
beta aik acha sa jhoot bolo agar mujhe
pasand agaya to main tumhien paanch rupay doon ga
bacha masoomiat se : yeh lo ! abhi to das rupay kahay thay …. !!!!
Our dream dashes itself against the great mystery
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Our dream dashes itself against the great mystery like a wasp against a window pane. Less merciful than man, God never opens the window.
Sanity is very rare: every man almost, and every
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Sanity is very rare: every man almost, and every woman, has a dash of madness.
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