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Iteration, Like Friction, Is Likely To Generate Heat Instead Of Progress.

Any Coward Can Fight A Battle When He's Sure Of Winning.

Self-confidence Is Apt To Address Itself To An Imaginary Dullness In Others; As People Who Are Well Off Speak In A Cajoling Tone To The Poor.

It Will Never Rain Roses: When We Want To Have More Roses We Must Plant More Trees.

What A Wretched Lot Of Old Shrivelled Creatures We Shall Be By-and-by. Never Mind - The Uglier We Get In The Eyes Of Others, The Lovelier We Shall Be To Each Other; That Has Always Been My Firm Faith About Friendship.