Today’s post is #400 (this post should be #401). Thanks for reading, and I hope to get some feedback from you soon. Thanks!
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Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if thou wilt ever dig.
People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out…
For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, “It might have been.”
No problem can withstand the assault of sustained thinking
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