Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person’s mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWFor age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
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Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.
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There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.
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Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
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For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.
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It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
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Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think.
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The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
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In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
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It is a beautiful trait in the lover’s character, that they think no evil of the object loved.
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Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are.
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Into each life some rain must fall.
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Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man’s enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.
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If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it.
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Build today, then strong and sure, With a firm and ample base; And ascending and secure. Shall tomorrow find its place.
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There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret,
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