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H. G. Bohn
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He preacheth patience that never knew pain.
H. G. Bohn,
#Patience
#Pain
He that ceaseth to be a friend never was a good one.
H. G. Bohn,
#Friend
Violence in the voice is often only the death rattle of reason in the throat.
H. G. Bohn,
#Death
#Reason
#Violence
#Voice
Few there are that will endure a true friend.
H. G. Bohn,
#Will
#Friend
Every dog is a lion at home.
H. G. Bohn,
#Home
Courage ought to have eyes as well as arms.
H. G. Bohn,
#Eyes
#Courage
Friends are like fiddle strings; they must not be screwed too tight.
H. G. Bohn,
#Friends
He who knows himself best esteems himself least.
H. G. Bohn,