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I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.
—Herman Melville
Too often we visit the well of divine abundance with a teacup instead of a bucket.
—Elinor MacDonald
Nothing is really ours until we share it.
—C. S. Lewis
The sinner, apart from grace, is unable to be willing, and unwilling to be able.
—W. E. Best
In essentials, unity; in non-essentials, liberty; in all things, charity.
—St. Augustine
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow; it empties today of its strength.
—Corrie ten Boom
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