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Though God alone never tastes woe, Yet that man is happy, and poets sing of him, Who conquers with hand or swift foot And wins the greatest of prizes By steadfastness and strength.

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Natural ability is by far the best, but many men have succeeded in winning high renown by skill that is the fruit of teaching.
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Anand Thakur
Unsung, the noblest deed will die.
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Success abides longer among men when it is planted by the hand of God.
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For lawless joys a bitter ending waits.
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Time is the turning over of days, works change for better or worse.
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We are things of a day. What are we? What are we not? The shadow of a dream is man, no more.
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Day Dreams Man Shadow
Envy, the attendant of the empty mind.
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Anand Thakur
Every noble deed dieth, if suppressed in silence.
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Noble Silence
Even success softens not the heart of the envious.
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Rich man and poor move side by side toward the limit of death.
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Even wisdom has to yield to self-interest.
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Anand Thakur
The race of gods and men is one, and from one mother we both draw our breath. Yet all the difference in our power holds us apart, so that man is nothing, but the brazen floor of heaven is eternally unshakable.
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O my soul, do not aspire to immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible.
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Aspiration Immortal Limitation Myself Possible Soul
Learn what you are and be such.
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Men are the dreams of a shadow.
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Creatures of a day, what is any one? What is he not? Man is but a dream of a shadow. Yet when there comes as a gift of heaven a gleam of sunshine, there rest upon men a radiant light and, aye, a gentle life.
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Anand Thakur

Though God alone never tastes woe, Yet that man is happy, and poets sing of him, Who conquers with hand or swift foot And wins the greatest of prizes By steadfastness and strength.

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Though God alone never tastes woe, Yet that man is happy, and poets sing of him, Who conquers with hand or swift foot And wins the greatest of prizes By steadfastness and strength.

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