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Alberic the Wise and Other Journeys
Norton Juster and Domenico Gnoli
Last accessed on Monday May 27, 2019
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mountains that had no tops and oceans that had no bottoms.
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“it is all out there, just waiting.”
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When he had repeated them often enough, they became a decision.
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beauty is the true aim of wisdom!”
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His spirits and then his hope revived.
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“Beauty isn’t everything.
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The true measure of wisdom is utility.
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“Everything of use and value is made of stone,”
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“Usefulness isn’t everything,”
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“Innovation is surely a measure of wisdom. I’ll do something original.”
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The secret of the wisdom and skill he so desired.
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“I will never find wisdom,” he sighed. “I’m a failure at everything.”
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“Simply calling someone wise does not make him wise!”
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“Miscellaneous collections of fact and information are not wisdom,”
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“Therefore I am not wise!”
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wise man’s words are rarely questioned,” he counseled gently. “Therefore you must be very careful whom you call wise.”
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no one but myself can tell me what I am or what I’m not.”
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“It is much better to look for what I may never find than to find what I do not really want.”
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he felt the freedom and the joy of not knowing where each new step would take him,
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there was no way to be absolutely sure of anything.
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There were always two sides to every question and for every yes a no (not counting all the maybes).
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everything was always changing anyway.
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accustomed to summer, it became winter, afternoons invariably turned to evenings, the sixth grade to the seventh and friendships to only memories.
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nothing that was really true and even less in which to believe.
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doesn’t matter,”
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RNP had packed all his possessions in an old handkerchief
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two valets drew his bath (one for the cold water and one for the hot)
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RNP and Magnus—one seeking more happiness and the other, less misery.
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everything now seemed like nothing, and to RNP nothing had become quite enough.
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