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Continued Eloquence Is Wearisome.

Amusement That Is Excessive And Followed Only For Its Own Sake, Allures And Deceives Us.

We Sail Within A Vast Sphere, Ever Drifting In Uncertainty, Driven From End To End.

Death Is Easier To Bear Without Thinking Of It, Than The Thought Of Death Without Peril.

Belief Is A Wise Wager. Granted That Faith Cannot Be Proved, What Harm Will Come To You If You Gamble On Its Truth And It Proves False? If You Gain, You Gain All; If You Lose, You Lose Nothing. Wager, Then, Without Hesitation, That He Exists.