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I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as it was said to me.

Walter Scott

The man who is deserving the name is the one whose thoughts and exertions are for others rather than for himself.
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Deserve Himself Man
Crystal and hearts would lose all their merit in the world if it were not for their fragility.
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Deep Heart Lose World
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
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Breathe Death Himself Man Soul
Hope is brightest when it dawns from fears.
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Bright Fear Hope
Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.
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Greatness Mad Talent
A sinful heart makes feeble hand.
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Hands Heart Sin
There never will exist anything permanently noble and excellent in the character which is a stranger to resolute self-denial.
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Character Excellence Existence Strange
Teach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.
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Children Grace Poetry Teaching Virtue Wisdom
A good deal of philanthropy arises in general from mere vanity and love of distinction gilded over to others and to themselves with some show of benevolent sentiment.
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Deal Goodness Love
The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
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Deep Friendship
Credit is like a looking-glass, which when once sullied by a breath, may be wiped clear again; but if once cracked can never be repaired.
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Breathe Deep Repair
A glass of good wine is a gracious creature, and reconciles poor mortality to itself and that is what few things can do.
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Goodness Mortal Poor Wine
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
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Death Deep Perspective Philosophy
Do not Christians and Heathens, and Jews and Gentiles, and poets and philosophers, unite in allowing the starry influences?
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Philosophy Poet Religious Unity
Steady of heart and stout of hand.
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Hands Heart Time
It is the privilege of tale-tellers to open their story in an inn, the free rendezvous of all travellers, and where the humour of each displays itself, without ceremony or restraint.
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Freedom Privilege Story

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