Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONThings seen are mightier than things heard.
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I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
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It’s better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would’ve happened if I had tried.
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My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.
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If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour?
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He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.
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We are all a part of every person we have ever met.
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What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
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Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
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This barren verbiage, current among men, Light coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.
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In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past.
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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.
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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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Trust me not at all, or all in all.
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Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
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Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
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The old order changes yielding place to new.
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I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul.
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Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths; Love laps his wings on either side the heart Absorbing all the incense of sweet thoughts, So that they pass not to the shrine of sound.
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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
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Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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The world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.
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Faith is believing what we cannot prove.
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Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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