The consequences of our actions are so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed.
I don't give a damn for a man that can only spell a word one way.
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A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.