Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles.
GEORGE ELIOTIt is a common sentence that knowledge is power; but who hath duly considered or set forth the power of ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what ignorance in an hour pulls down.
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Religious ideas have the fate of melodies, which, once set afloat in the world, are taken up by all sorts of instruments, some of them woefully coarse, feeble, or out of tune, until people are in danger of crying out that the melody itself is detestable.
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Trouble’s made us kin.
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Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
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Love has a way of cheating itself consciously, like a child who plays at solitary hide-and-seek; it is pleased with assurances that it all the while disbelieves.
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Your trouble’s easy borne when everybody gives it a lift for you.
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What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined – to strengthen each other – to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.
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I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
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I flutter all ways, and fly in none.
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In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools’ pleasure
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Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending.
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Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.
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It is always good to know, if only in passing, charming human beings. It refreshes one like flowers and woods and clear brooks.
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I think I dislike what I don’t like more than I like what I like.
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What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
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But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
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