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A life of pleasure makes even the strongest mind frivolous at last.
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Keep we to the broad truths before us; duty here; knowledge comes alone in the Hereafter.
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And, of all the things upon earth, I hold that a faithful friend is the best.
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Love like Death,, Levels all ranks, and lays the shepherd's crook Beside the scepter.
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The magic of the tongue is the most dangerous of all spells.
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It is difficult to say who do you the most mischief, enemies with the worst intentions, or friends with the best.
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A woman too often reasons from her heart; hence two-thirds of her mistakes and her troubles.
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Ere yet we yearn for what is out of our reach, we are still in the cradle. When wearied out with our yearnings, desire again falls asleep; we are on the death-bed.
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Give, and you may keep your friend it you lose your money; lend, and the chances are that you lose your friend if ever you get back your money.
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The conscience is the most flexible material in the world. Today you cannot stretch it over a mole hill; while tomorrow it can hide a mountain.
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The poet in prose or verse - the creator - can only stamp his images forcibly on the page in proportion as he has forcibly felt, ardently nursed, and long brooded over them.
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What's money without happiness?
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Genius is but fine observation strengthened by fixity of purpose.
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Why should the soul ever repose? God, its Principle, reposes never.
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As it has been finely expressed, "Principle is a passion for truth." And as an earlier and homelier writer hath it, "The truths we believe in are the pillars of our world.
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Men never forgive those in whom there is nothing to pardon.
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The classic literature is always modern.
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In early youth, if we find it difficult to control our feelings, so we find it difficult to vent them in the presence of others. On the spring side of twenty, if anything affects us, we rush to lock ourselves up in our room, or get away into the street or the fields; in our earlier years we are still the savages of nature, and we do as the poor brutes do. The wounded stag leaves the herd; and if there is anything on a dog's faithful heart, he slinks away into a corner.
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In science, address the few, in literature the many. In science, the few must dictate opinion to the many; in literature, the many, sooner or later, force their judgement on the few.
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The same refinement which brings us new pleasures exposes us to new pains.
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I believe that there is much less difference between the author and his works than is currently supposed; it is usually in the physical appearance of the writer,--his manners, his mien, his exterior,--that he falls short of the ideal a reasonable man forms of him--rarely in his mind.
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Irony is to the high-bred what billingsgate is to the vulgar; and when one gentleman thinks another gentleman an ass, he does not say it point-blank, he implies it in the politest terms he can invent.
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Success never needs an excuse.
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Centuries roll, customs change, but, ever since the time of the earliest mother, woman yearns to be the soother.