The moment that any life, however good, stifles you, you may be sure it isn’t your real life.
A. C. BENSONI expect that all of us get pretty much what we deserve of appreciation.
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I have known some quite good people who were unhappy, but never an interested person who was unhappy.
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Very often a change of self is needed more than a change of scene.
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The joy of all mysteries is the certainty which comes from their contemplation, that there are many doors yet for the soul to open on her upward and inward way.
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It is often wonderful how putting down on paper a clear statement of a case helps one to see, not perhaps the way out, but the way in.
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Keeping up appearances is the most expensive thing in the world.
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It seems sometimes as if one were powerless to do any more from within to overcome troubles, and that help must come from without.
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Readjusting is a painful process, but most of us need it at one time or another.
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I think I feel rather differently about sympathy to what seems the normal view. I like just to feel it is there, but not always expressed.
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The test of a good letter is a very simple one. If one seems to hear the other person talking as one reads, it is a good letter.
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I never enter a new company without the hope that I may discover a friend, perhaps the friend, sitting there with an expectant smile. That hope survives a thousand disappointments.
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I am sure it is one’s duty as a teacher to try to show boys that no opinions, no tastes, no emotions are worth much unless they are one’s own. I suffered acutely as a boy from the lack of being shown this.
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A well begun is half ended.
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People seldom refuse help, if one offers it in the right way.
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I don’t like authority, at least I don’t like other people’s authority.
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As I make my slow pilgrimage through the world, a certain sense of beautiful mystery seems to gather and grow.
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