A beam in darkness: let it grow.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONThe world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.
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Silence, beautiful voice.
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Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’.
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Trust me not at all, or all in all.
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The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
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My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.
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There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.
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The quiet sense of something lost.
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Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
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Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
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Faith is believing what we cannot prove.
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Ah, Christ, that it were possible, For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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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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Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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The words ‘far, far away’ had always a strange charm.
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The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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Ring out the grief that saps the mind, for those that were here we see no more.
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What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
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And our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
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I am a part of all that I have met.
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I can’t sleep without knowing there’s hope. Half the night I waste in sighs. In a wakeful doze I sorrow. For the hands, for the lips… the eyes. For the meeting of tomorrow.
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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you. I could walk through my garden forever.
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More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
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A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
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