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It is the mind that maketh good or ill, That maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.
Hatred, in the course of time, kills the unhappy wretch who delights in nursing it in his bosom.
The coward wretch whose hand and heart Can bear to torture aught below, Is ever first to quail and start From the slightest pain or equal foe.
Above all things, I must not get angry. If I do get angry I knock all the teeth out of the mouth of the poor wretch who has angered me.
I listen to a lot of choral stuff at home, but I'm also liking Labrinth, Emeli Sande, Tom Odell and Wretch 32.
The wretch who digs the mine for bread, or ploughs, that others may be fed, feels less fatigued than that decreed to him who cannot think or read.
It is the mind that maketh good of ill, that maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.
It's been said that no man is a hero to a newspaperman, and I spent too many years as an ink-stained wretch.
The wretch who lives without freedom feels like dressing in the mud from the streets Those who have you, o Liberty, do not know. you. Those who do not have you should not speak of you, but win you.
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