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We know but a few men, a great many coats and breeches.

A prisoner of war is a man who tries to kill you and fails, and then asks you not to kill him.

If I seem to boast more than is becoming, my excuse is that I brag for humanity rather than for myself.

Without deep reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people.

War will never cease until babies begin to come into the world with larger cerebrums and smaller adrenal glands.

The propensity to truck, barter and exchange one thing for another is common to all men, and to be found in no other race of animals.

Progress is the attraction that moves humanity.

We are all alike, on the inside.

All mankind love a lover.

The human race is a race of cowards; and I am not only marching in that procession but carrying a banner.

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