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Fulfill thy fate! Be-do-bear-and thank God.
Philip James Bailey
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A poet not in love is out at sea; He must have a lay-figure.
Philip James Bailey
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Walk boldly and wisely.... There is a hand above that will help you on.
Philip James Bailey
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The world is a great poem, and the world's The words it is writ in, and we souls the thoughts.
Philip James Bailey
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Blest is he whose heart is the home of the great dead and their great thoughts.
Philip James Bailey
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Necessity, like electricity, is in ourselves and all things, and no more without us than within us.
Philip James Bailey
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Let us think less of men and more of God.
Philip James Bailey
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Art is a man's nature; nature is God's art.
Philip James Bailey
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Men might be better if we better deemed Of them. The worst way to improve the worldIs to condemn it.
Philip James Bailey
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The world will tolerate many vices, but not their diminutives.
Philip James Bailey
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Application is the price to be paid for mental acquisition. To have the harvest, we must sow the seed.
Philip James Bailey
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All things that speak of heaven speak of peace.
Philip James Bailey
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Naught but God Can satisfy the soul.
Philip James Bailey
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The death-bed of a day, how beautiful!
Philip James Bailey
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Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.
Philip James Bailey
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I cannot be content with less than heaven; Living, and comprehensive of all life. Thee, universal heaven, celestial all; Thee, sacrjd seat of intellective time; Field of the soul 's best wisdom : home of truth , Star-throned.
Philip James Bailey
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A great many wise sayings have been uttered about the effects of solitary retirement; but the motives which impel men to seek it are not more various than the effects which it produces on different individuals. One thing is certain, that those who can with truth affirm that they are "never less alone than when alone," might generally add that they never feel more lonely than when not alone.
Philip James Bailey
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When I forget that the stars shine in air – When I forget that beauty is in stars – When I forget that love with beauty is – Will I forget thee: till then all things else.
Philip James Bailey
