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What! out of senseless Nothing to provoke A conscious Something to resent the yo — Omar Khayyám

What! out of senseless Nothing to provoke A conscious Something to resent the yoke Of unpermitted Pleasure, under pain Of Everlasting Penalties, if broke!

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You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human r — George Bernard Shaw