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To feed were best at home;
From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616)

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Life is not precious, a thing to be cherished. The soul and the mind are the instruments God gives us for our use and half of us don’t begin to use them. We put Life and Health on two little pedestals and spend most of our time performing acts of devotion before them. Instead of using them as a carpenter his tools, as a helmsman the rudder, to hammer or steer our way to victory, we turn ourselves into Vestal Virgins with nothing on the face of the earth to do but to feed the feeble flames of our comfort. Life is no craven thing, lurking coward-like in a corner. It is big, broad, splendid in opportunity. It is to be used, not cherished. It is to be spent, not saved.
—Alice Foote MacDougall (1867–1945)