The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONA lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
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Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet- Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.
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In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past.
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There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
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Trust me not at all, or all in all.
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I found Him in the shining of the stars.
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He makes no friend who never made a foe.
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Love will conquer at the last.
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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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Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
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Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
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Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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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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A still small voice spake unto me, ‘Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
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The words ‘far, far away’ had always a strange charm.
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.
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Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’.
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Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
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