There are a thousand forms of evil; there will be a thousand remedies.
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Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?
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Take rest; a field that has rested gives a beautiful crop.
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Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.
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Men do not value a good deed unless it brings a reward.
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Dignity and love do not blend well, nor do they continue long together.
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The bold adventurer succeeds the best.
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Courage conquers all things: it even gives strength to the body.
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Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to be for your good.
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Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.
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Everything comes gradually and at its appointed hour.
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Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by.
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Make the workmanship surpass the materials.
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What we have been, or now are, we shall not be tomorrow.
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In the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.
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The spirited horse, which will try to win the race of its own accord, will run even faster if encouraged.
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Tears at times have the weight of speech.
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My vengeance is my guilt.
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Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses.
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First appearance deceives many.
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Hurry to your goal together. That is full bliss when man and woman lie equally conquered.
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Every lover is a soldier.
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Venus is kind to creatures as young as we; We know not what we do, and while we’re young We have the right to live and love like gods.
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A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man’s brow.
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Poetry comes fine-spun from a mind at peace.
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Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour which has passed return again.
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The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses.
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