As iron is eaten away by rust, so the envious are consumed by their own passion.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Iron rusts from disuse; water loses its purity from stagnation... even so does inaction sap the vigor of the mind.
Guilt upon the conscience, like rust upon iron, both defiles and consumes it, gnawing and creeping into it, as that does which at last eats out the very heart and substance of the metal.
Ironing is comfort. It's control. I'm a nutty person who likes to make sure everything is in its place.
Ironing is a great diversion from the reality you don't want to face.
For I mean to roam and think and make great irons red-hot.
You can't get spoiled if you do your own ironing.
Idleness is to the human mind like rust to iron.
We are not in the business of iron ore. Whatever captive iron ore sources we have, we use it to make steel.
We too could wrest iron from the bowels of the earth and fashion it into ships and machines.
I don't iron anything. Never have and never will.
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