Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONAnd men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.
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A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
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Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
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Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.
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My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.
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The old order changes yielding place to new.
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The shell must break before the bird can fly.
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Trust me not at all, or all in all.
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God gives us love! Something to love He lends us; but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone: This is the curse of time.
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My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.
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The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
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Love is the only gold.
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The words ‘far, far away’ had always a strange charm.
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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
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Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
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A still small voice spake unto me, ‘Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
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The parting of a husband and wife is like the cleaving of a heart; one half will flutter here, one there.
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Attain the unattainable.
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I found Him in the shining of the stars.
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Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
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The quiet sense of something lost.
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Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’.
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He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.
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Ah, when shall all men’s good Be each man’s rule, and universal peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land, And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, Thro’ all the circle of the golden year?
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