Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven, it is the beating of a loving heart.
HENRY WARD BEECHEROur government is built upon the vote. But votes that are purchasable are quicksands, and a government built on them stands upon corruption and revolution.
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Next to victory, there is nothing so sweet as defeat, if only the right adversary overcomes you.
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A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It’s jolted by every pebble on the road.
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Ones best success comes after their greatest disappointments.
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Leaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.
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Our government is built upon the vote. But votes that are purchasable are quicksands, and a government built on them stands upon corruption and revolution.
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The beginning is the promise of the end.
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It is not in the nature of true greatness to be exclusive and arrogant.
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Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?
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Our best successes often come after our greatest disappointments.
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Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.
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It is not merely cruelty that leads men to love war, it is excitement.
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It is not when the cable lies coiled up on the deck that you know how strong or how weak it is; it is when it is put to the test.
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Do not give, as many rich men do, like a hen that lays her eggs and then cackles.
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The blossom cannot tell what becomes of its odor, and no person can tell what becomes of his or her influence and example.
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There are persons so radiant, so genial, so kind, so pleasure-bearin g, that you instinctively feel in their presence that they do you good; whose coming into a room is like bringing a lamp there.
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