Bernard of Clairvaux Quotes
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THE HEART'S DEAD ARE NEVER BURIED.
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My career should adapt to me. Fame is like a VIP pass wherever you want to go.
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A religion that costs nothing is worth nothing. A cheap Christianity, without a cross, will prove in the end a useless Christianity, without a crown.
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For a man to think he can fulfil his destiny without a woman is a misunderstanding, a miscalculation; it is reckless and folly. Certainly a woman is not everthing, but everything depends on her.
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I'd like to keep my personal life private. In reality, I know that's not possible. In the present, I'm trying to pretend it's possible.
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We can’t solve problems for others. We can introduce them to the Lord.
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We all need to get the balance right between action and reflection. With so many distractions, it is easy to forget to pause and take stock.
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I wrote Report from the Interior was that after I finished Winter Journal, I took a pause, and I realized there was more I wanted to say.
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Alas! if my best Friend, who laid down His life for me, were to remember all the instances in which I have neglected Him, and to plead them against me in judgment, where should I hide my guilty head in the day of recompense? I will pray, therefore, for blessings on my friends, even though they cease to be so, and upon my enemies, though they continue such.
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Most of the fundamental ideas of science are essentially simple, and may, as a rule, be expressed in a language comprehensible to everyone.
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Violence is a concession to human weakness, satyagraha is an obligation.
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But our love isn’t easy because it’s not meant to be. It requires work and sacrifice and protection. And I wouldn’t want it any other way, not right now, with the morning sun making the curtains glow and Her arms around my neck and the sounds of the street so far away. I’m in it for the long haul, I’m not going away.
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To the Master's honor all must turn, each in its track, without a sound, forever tracing Newton's ground.
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As countless as grains of sand by the sea are human passions, and they all differ; all of them, vile or lofty, begin by being under a man's control and then become his terrible masters. Blessed is he who has chosen the most lofty of passions: his immeasurable bliss grows and multiplies tenfold with every hour and minute, and he penetrates deeper and deeper into the infinite paradise of his soul.
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A true master will not deceive an able disciple. You are hampered by the limits you set and no limit can be set on skill.
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I have no other masters than the beeches and the oaks.
