And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music… Speak to me!
LORD BYRONShe walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
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Till taught by pain, men know not water’s worth.
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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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If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
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Armenian is the language to speak with God.
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What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
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A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
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Opinions are made to be changed or how is truth to be got at?
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In solitude, where we are least alone.
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The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
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Absence – that common cure of love.
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I learned to love despair.
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In solitude, when we are least alone.
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One of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.
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The tiger will himself intervene in the discussion, in a manner which will be in every sense conclusive.
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A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.
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