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Abandon the search for Truth; settle for a good fantasy.
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1: If you have to ask, you're not entitled to know.
2: If you don't like the answer, you shouldn't have asked
-- Charles Abbot, dean, University of Virginia
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Aberdeen was so small that when the family with the car went
on vacation, the gas station and drive-in theatre had to close.
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Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold.
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?" The vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men."
The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
-- James Henry Leigh Hunt, "Abou Ben Adhem"
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About all some men accomplish in life is to send a son to Harvard.
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About the only thing on a farm that has an easy time is the dog.
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About the only thing we have left that actually
discriminates in favor of the plain people is the stork.
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About the time we think we can make ends meet, somebody moves the ends.
-- Herbert Hoover
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About the use of language: it is impossible to sharpen a pencil with a blunt
ax. It is equally vain to try to do it with ten blunt axes instead.
-- Edsger W. Dijkstra
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Above all else - sky.