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the love misplaced,
has inside it
the seed of redemption.
Nothing is exempt
from resurrection. 
Source: Say Uncle
                                    
Source: The Cabinet Council (published 1658), Chapter 24
                                        
                                        Variant: The day misspent,
the love misplaced,
has inside it
the seed of redemption.
Nothing is exempt
from resurrection. 
Source: Say Uncle
                                    
                                        
                                        Youtube, Foundational Falsehoods of Creationism 
Source:  "8th Foundational Falsehood of Creationism" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TU-7d06HJSs, Youtube (March 22, 2008)
                                    
“You're not mutation, you are evolution.”
“Mutation may be random, but selection definitely is not.”
Source: Climbing Mount Improbable (1996), Chapter 3, “The Message from the Mountain” (p. 82)
Source: Acquiring Genomes: A Theory Of The Origin Of Species
                                        
                                        The answer is "Yes, She is." 
 http://motls.blogspot.com/2007/10/skin-color-gene.html 
 The Reference Frame http://motls.blogspot.com/
                                    
                                        
                                         to Erastus Corning and Others https://quod.lib.umich.edu/l/lincoln/lincoln6/1:569?rgn=div1;view=fulltextLetter (12 June 1863) in "The Collected Works of Abraham Lincoln, vol.6" (The Abraham Lincoln Association, 1953), p. 265 
1860s
                                    
“Mutation is random; natural selection is the very opposite of random.”
Source: The Blind Watchmaker (1986), Chapter 2 “Good Design” (p. 41)
                                        
                                        Ó Rei subido,
Aventurar-me a ferro, a fogo, a neve
É tão pouco por vós, que mais me pena
Ser esta vida cousa tão pequena. 
Stanza 79, lines 5–8 (tr. Thomas Moore Musgrave) 
Epic poetry, Os Lusíadas (1572), Canto IV
                                    
 
                            
                        
                        
                         
                            
                        
                        
                         
                            
                        
                        
                         
                            
                        
                        
                         
                            
                        
                        
                         
                            
                        
                        
                        