In the end it is how you fight, as much as why you fight, that makes your cause … - Freeman Dyson

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Freeman Dyson

In the end it is how you fight, as much as why you fight, that makes your cause good or bad.

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The purpose of thinking about the future is not to predict it but to raise people's hopes.

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