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Now for indenting some great quotes.

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The darkness of ignorance must be dissipated before the light of truth can be admitted,
and, though an Irishman can be argued out of an error it has long been proven he will never be forced.
He can be convinced but not subdued.
He may culminate to the meridian of loyalty, or truth by the influence of kindness or the conviction of reason,
but he will never be forced towards the one, nor oppressed into the other,
by the lash of power or the 'insolence of office'.
The Wild Irish Girl, Lady Morgan, 1806

I wonder how it automatically indexes?

  • For all the Gods are one God
  • and all the Goddesses are one Goddess
  • and there is only one Initiator
  • And to every woman and man their own truth
  • and the God or Goddess within.
    • The Mists of Avalon

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  • To know you are ignorant
  • is the beginning of wisdom
  • Then when you begin to learn
  • you will not have to forget
  • all the things you think you know.
  • God is called by many names
  • but is everywhere One.
    • The Mists of Avalon

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  1. I would rather be a priestess in the temple of the great goddess
    1. Than a whore in the city of men.

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  1. May my words become sawdust in my mouth
  2. and my flesh crawl with despair
  3. and my heart scream its agony
  4. if I were to ever make a whore of my soul
    1. mmm who wrote that?

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