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The diseases of the mind are more and more destructive than those
of the body.
[Lat., Morbi perniciores read more
The diseases of the mind are more and more destructive than those
of the body.
[Lat., Morbi perniciores pluresque animi quam corporis.]
Life has, indeed, many ills, but the mind that views every object in its most cheering aspect, and every doubtful read more
Life has, indeed, many ills, but the mind that views every object in its most cheering aspect, and every doubtful dispensation as replete with latent good, bears within itself a powerful and perpetual antidote.
The state of your life is nothing more than a reflection of your state of mind.
The state of your life is nothing more than a reflection of your state of mind.
I love my neighbor as myself,
Myself like him too, by his leave,
Nor to his pleasure, read more
I love my neighbor as myself,
Myself like him too, by his leave,
Nor to his pleasure, power or pelf
Came I to crouch, as I conceive.
Dame Nature doubtless has designed
A man the monarch of his mind.
I have a prodigious quantity of mind; it takes me as much as a week sometimes to make it up.
I have a prodigious quantity of mind; it takes me as much as a week sometimes to make it up.
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter."
And proved it--'t was no matter what he said.
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter."
And proved it--'t was no matter what he said.
Finally, by ye all of one mind, having compassion one of another,
love as brethren, be pitiful, be courteous:
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Finally, by ye all of one mind, having compassion one of another,
love as brethren, be pitiful, be courteous:
Not rendering evil for evil, or railing for railing: but
contrariwise blessing; knowing that ye are thereunto called, that
ye should inherit a blessing.
Sublimity is the echo of a noble mind.
Sublimity is the echo of a noble mind.
My minde to me a kingdome is,
Such perfect joy therein I finde
As farre exceeds all read more
My minde to me a kingdome is,
Such perfect joy therein I finde
As farre exceeds all earthly blisse
That God or Nature hath assignde
Though much I want that most would have
Yet still my minde forbids to crave.
