"We may be either the suffering slaves of nature or the happy masters of her laws."
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we blunder upon them
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Nothing whatever can grow without use, without activity.
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A week later death has come and gone and joy is replaced with agony. Today we have a friend. Tomorrow he will be an enemy
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A week later death has come and gone and joy is replaced with agony. Today we have a friend. Tomorrow he will be an enemy
Seoniiiciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
A week later death has come and gone and joy is replaced with agony. Today we have a friend. Tomorrow he will be an enemy
Seoniiiciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
A week later death has come and gone and joy is replaced with agony. Today we have a friend. Tomorrow he will be an enemy
Seoniiiciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
A week later death has come and gone and joy is replaced with agony. Today we have a friend. Tomorrow he will be an enemy
Seoniiiciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
In the darkness our progress would be slow and painful and our bruises many. But if we could press a button that would turn on the electric light we could then make the same journey quickly and with perfect safety and comfort.
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yet we seek in vain for a reason
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