If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour?
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONThe world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.
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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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I found Him in the shining of the stars.
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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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Love will conquer at the last.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.
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In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
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Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.
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I can’t be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.
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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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And our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
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The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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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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Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
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God’s finger touched him, and he slept.
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I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul.
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
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Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths; Love laps his wings on either side the heart Absorbing all the incense of sweet thoughts, So that they pass not to the shrine of sound.
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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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