There is no dunce like a mature dunce. - George Santayana

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When you get into your car, after you close the door, pause for a few seconds and observe the flow of your breath. Become aware of a silent but powerful sense of presence.

George Santayana

There is no dunce like a mature dunce.

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To be an American is of itself almost a moral condition, an education, and a career.

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Our knowledge is a torch of smoky pine That lights the pathway but one step ahead Across a void of mystery and dread.

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