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Music is the balm that heals the forlorn ache of a distant star.
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You're my bread when I'm hungry You're my shelter from troubled winds You're my anchor in life's ocean Most of all You're my best friend
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The road of life twists and turns and no two directions are ever the same. Yet our lessons come from the journey, not the destination.
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What we aspire to be is more than what we are yet less than what we are capable of.
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When the sparrow sings its final refrain, the hush is felt nowhere more deeply than in the heart of man.
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I don't believe virginity is common as it used to be.
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World unity is the wish of the hopeful, the goal of the idealist and the dream of the romantic. Yet it is folly to the realist and a lie to the innocent.
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Lessons that come easy are not lessons at all. They are gracious acts of luck. Yet lessons learned the hard way are lessons never forgotten.