I’m sick of just liking people. I wish to god I could meet somebody I could respect.
The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.
What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it.
If you
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