The world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONI loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.
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He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.
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Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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Faith is believing what we cannot prove.
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Love will conquer at the last.
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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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Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
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Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
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Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.
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Life is brief but love is LONG .
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As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
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It’s better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would’ve happened if I had tried.
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All things human change.
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More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
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For love reflects the thing beloved.
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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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The shell must break before the bird can fly.
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I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul.
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Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
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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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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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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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Nothing in Nature is unbeautiful.
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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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I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.
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Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again.
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