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Refinement is the lifting of one's self upwards from the merely sensual; the effort of the soul to etherealize the common wants and uses of life.
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Truths are first clouds; then rain, then harvest and food.
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Genius is a steed too fiery for the plow or the cart.
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No grace can save any man unless he helps himself.
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And now we beseech of Thee that we may have every day some such sense of God's mercy and of the power of God about us, as we have of the fullness of the light of heaven before us.
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People of too much sentiment are like fountains, whose overflow keeps a disagreeable puddle about them.
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As flowers carry dewdrops, trembling on the edges of the petals, and ready to fall at the first waft of wind or brush of bird, so the heart should carry its beaded words of thanksgiving; and at the first breath of heavenly flavor, let down the shower, perfumed with the heart's gratitude.
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Intelligence increases mere physical ability one half. The use of the head abridges the labor of the hands.
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Laugh at your friends, And if your friends are sore; So much the better, You may laugh the more.
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The unthankful heart... discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!
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If there's a job to be done, I always ask the busiest man in my parish to take it on and it gets done.
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Some of God's noblest sons, I think, will be selected from those that know how to take wealth, with all its temptations, and maintain godliness therewith. It is hard to be a saint standing in a golden niche.
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We let our blessings get mouldy, and then call them curses.
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He who only does not appreciate floral beauty is to be pitied like any other man who is born imperfect. It is a misfortune not unlike blindness.
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No man is good for anything who has not some particle of obstinacy to use upon occasion.
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A traitor is good fruit to hang from the boughs of the tree of liberty.
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The power of hiding ourselves from one another is mercifully given, for men are wild beasts, and would devour one another but for this protection.
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Today is a goblet day. The whole heavens have been mingled with exquisite skill to a delicious flavor, and the crystal cup put to every lip. Breathing is like ethereal drinking. It is a luxury simply to exist.
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There is no faculty of the human soul so persistent and universal as that of hatred.
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We steal if we touch tomorrow. It is God's.
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Private opinion is weak, but public opinion is almost omnipotent.
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Leaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.
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God's sovereignty is not in His right hand; God's sovereignty is not in His intellect; God's sovereignty is in His love.
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The soul without imagination is what an observatory would be without a telescope.