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To have joy, one must share it.

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Joy Must One Share

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The drying up a single tear has more, of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.
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Dry Fame Gore Honest Most Sea Shedding Single Tear
I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
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Among Shroud Stood Them Thought
All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
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Born Happiness Joy Must Share Twin
And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music… Speak to me!
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Before Hear Music Once Perish Speak Voice
I learned to love despair.
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Despair Learn Love
Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain
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Brain Few Thing May Preach More Pleas Surpass Wine
I should, many a good day, have blown my brains out, but for the recollection that it would have given pleasure to my mother-in-law.
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Blown Brain Day Given Good Law Many Moter Pleasure Recollection
Adversity is the first path to truth.
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Adversity First Path Truth
To have joy, one must share it.
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Joy Must One Share
They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
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Mourn Truly Without Witness
The fact is, riches are power, and poverty is slavery all over the earth, and one sort of establishment is no better, nor worse, for a people than another.
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Better Earth Establishment Fact Horse One People Poverty Power Rich Slavery Sort
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
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Drop Ink Small Thing Word
Come what may, I have been blest.
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Been Blest Come May
The tiger will himself intervene in the discussion, in a manner which will be in every sense conclusive.
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Conclusive Discussion Every Himself Intervene Manner Sense Tiger Will
I live, but live to die: and, living, see nothing to make death hateful, save an innate clinging, a loathsome and yet all invincible instinct of life, which I abhor, as I despise myself, yet cannot overcome – and so I live. Would I had never lived!
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All Death Die Hateful Innate Instinct Invisible Life Live Living Loathsome Make Nanjing Singing Sve
Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
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Call Hate Misanthrope Them

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