What was my body to me? A kind of flunkey in my service. Let but my an >>
A civilization is built on what is required of men, not on that which >>
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The thinker dies, but his thoughts are beyond the reach of destruction >>
A pile of rocks ceases to be a rock when somebody contemplates it with the idea of a cathedral in mind.