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Athanasius Kircher, The Chinese Scribe; China Illustrata (China monumentis, qua sacris qua profanis, nec non variis naturae & artis spectaculis, aliarumque rerum memorabilium argumentis illustrata), 1667.

Athanasius Kircher, The Chinese Scribe; China Illustrata (China monumentis, qua sacris qua profanis, nec non variis naturae & artis spectaculis, aliarumque rerum memorabilium argumentis illustrata), 1667.

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Eduard Scotland,  Kaffee Hag - Calm Nerves. (1932)

Eduard Scotland, Kaffee Hag - Calm Nerves. (1932)

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Shuggie Otis - Pling! . Inspiration Information . Epic Records . 1974

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Paul Gauguin playing the harmonium ‘sans pantelones’ (Alphonse Mucha), ca. 1895.

Paul Gauguin playing the harmonium ‘sans pantelones’ (Alphonse Mucha), ca. 1895.

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If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you but make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating-
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream-and not make dreams your master;
If you can think-and not make thoughts your aim;
If You can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stood and built them back up with worn out tools;

If you can make one head of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss;
And Lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And to hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on.”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings-nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds of distance run…

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it.

Rudyard Kipling
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