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They made me a mouth, but didn't give me breath. Water gives me life, but the sun brings me death.
You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?
We are few to the wise; We are abundant to the drunken; We can calm the beast and are precious to the child; We can devour the heart, without piercing the skin
The more holes you cover the lower it goes.
I am a good state, there can be no doubt of it; But those who are in, entirely are out of it.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?