Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night’s repose.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWMost people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
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Talk not of wasted affection – affection never was wasted.
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Love keeps the cold out better than a cloak.
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Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning – an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies.
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The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service.
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He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.
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Method is more important than strength, when you wish to control your enemies.
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The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized.
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The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.
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The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is sought after.
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If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man’s life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.
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Lives of great men all remind us, we can make our lives sublime, and, departing, leave behind us, footprints on the sands of time.
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Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
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If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it.
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Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.
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The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts.
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