and He came back crowned with glory.
God can live with lots of people you and I can't. Abraham amounted
to something, God said to him: "Get thee out." "And he went out, not
knowing whither." He staid until he became the head of a people as
numberless and brilliant as the stars of the heaven. But Isaac hung
around home, lived on his father's greatness, and the only real thing
he did that was worth while was to re-dig some wells his father had
dug before him. The first time he saw his sweetheart Rebecca, whom
another man had to go and get for him, he lifted up his voice and
cried like a boob. He had become soft on the mutton and grape juice
of his father. Tender little doves flit around the home cote, but the
eagle sweeps from sun to sun. Anyhow, in these modern days children
are very largely bringing up their parents.

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To kill a quarrel, shut your mouth.

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There is a world of sense in the saying; "Sell your hammer and buy a
horn."

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There is one place we can bear a boil, and smile--on the other
fellow's neck.

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Many people possess more than a thousand acres of possibilities, and
have about half an acre under cultivation.

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The best way to exterminate mosquitoes would be to start a plan to
cultivate them as a money making commodity.

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Stop nagging, twitting, insinuating, suspecting those whose love you
wish to hold. You assassinate love when you ridicule it.

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Temper is the yeast of personality. No man or woman ever rises in
the world without it. A razor, knife, ax, or writer, actor, minister,
without it, isn't worth a damn in any market. Never lose your temper,
lose all things, but keep your temper.

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When I see people who are great stickers as to form, or attitude, in
prayer, they remind me of my old neighbor, Saxby, who fell into Bill
Smith's well. He said: "The prayingest prayer I ever said, was in that
well standing on my head."

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Do you know the meanest thing about the worst boy on your street? I
will tell you. It is the fact that you do not like him, and he knows
it. God never made a mean boy. Parents have made some, towns have