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Piece Quotes

My piece of bread only belongs to me when I know that everyone else has a share, and that no one starves while I eat.

Each piece of money is a mere coin, or means of circulation, only so long as it actually circulates.

Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting.

What makes a nation in the beginning is a good piece of geography.

What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! How infinite in faculties! In form and moving, how express and admirable! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?