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«If a man empties his purse into his head, no man can take it away from him. An investment in knowledge always pays the best interest.»
Author: Benjamin Franklin
(Inventor, Philosopher, Printer, Scientist, Statesman, Writer)
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Best interests, empties, interest, investment, investments, No Man, pays, purse, pursed, purses
«When a man meets catastrophe on the road, he looks in his purse, but a woman looks in her mirror.»
Author: Margaret Turnbull
| About:
Men and Women
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catastrophe, catastrophes, looks, meets, mirror, on the road, purse, pursed, purses
«Let your heart feel for the afflictions and distress of everyone, and let your hand give in proportion to your purse.»
Author: George Washington
(President)
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«Have no fear of robbers or murderers. They are external dangers, petty dangers. We should fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices the real murders. The great dangers are within us. Why worry about what threatens our heads or purses? Let us think instead of what threatens our souls.»
«Friends, I agree with you in Providence; but I believe in the Providence of the most men, the largest purse, and the longest cannon»
«The moth's kiss, first! / Kiss me as if you made believe / You were not sure, this eve, / How my face, your flower, had pursed / Its petals up.»