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At rest, however, in the middle of everything is the sun.
Everything I've set out to do, I've achieved, and all the praise goes to God.
Not that I want everything right now; but I do want everything.
We hope there is a sense of purpose in everything.
It is a pledge that senility has not the last say in everything.
Everything that's old is new, and everything that's new is old.
I was everything, patriarch, priest, father and judge.
Next to God we are nothing. To God we are Everything.
Everything I touch turns to gold.
