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Watching

Beowulf

Conscience which is the sentinel of the soul, falls asleep. Surrounded as he is with worldly cares, that sleep is too profound; for a killer is at hand who shoots wickedly from his bow. Then the man is off his guard and is pierced right to the heart by a bitter arrow against which he does not know how to defend himself: the sinister promptings of the devil.

Henry Ford

Quality means doing it right when no one is looking.

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