Forty years spent in wandering in a wilderness like that of the present is not a sad fate--unless one attempts to make himself believe that the wilderness is after all itself the promised land
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- Author's profession: Philosopher
- Nationality: american
- Born: October 20, 1859
- Died: June 1, 1952
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