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He who has few things to desire cannot have many to fear.
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Without Unceasing Practice nothing can be done. Practice is Art. If you leave off you are lost.
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I must create a system, or be enslav'd by another man's.
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Tools were made and born were hands, Every farmer understands.
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When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.
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He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
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O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon our western isle, Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! The hills tell each other, and the listening Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turned Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth, And let thy holy feet visit our clime. Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.
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The person who does not believe in miracles surely makes it certain that he or she will never take part in one.
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Auguries of innocence "The emmet's inch and eagle's mile Make lame philosophy to smile. He who doubts from what he sees Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
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The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.
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I was in a Printing-house in Hell, and saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation.
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I love hanging and drawing and quartering Every bit as well as war and slaughtering.
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To cast aside from Poetry, all that is not Inspiration.
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A musician, an artist, an architect: the man or woman who is not one of these is not a Christian.
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I would advise young artists to paint as they can, as long as they can, without being afraid of painting badly.
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Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death.
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If you have form'd a circle to go into, Go into it yourself, and see how you would do. They said this mystery never shall cease: The priest promotes war, and the soldier peace.
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Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.
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Struggling in my father's hands, Striving against my swaddling bands, Bound and weary, I thought best To sulk upon my mother's breast.
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What is a wife and what is a harlot? What is a church and what is a theatre? are they two and not one? Can they exist separate? Are not religion and politics the same thing? Brotherhood is religion. O demonstrations of reason dividing families in cruelty and pride!
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Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.
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Lives in eternity's sun rise.
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Since all the riches of this world May be gifts from the Devil and earthly kings, I should suspect that I worshipp'd the Devil If I thank'd my God for worldly things.
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Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked roads without Improvement, are roads of Genius.