Times of great calamity and confusion have been productive for the greatest minds. The purest ore is produced from the hottest furnace. The brightest thunder-bolt is elicited from the darkest storm.
CHARLES CALEB COLTONThe study of mathematics, like the Nile, begins in minuteness but ends in magnificence.
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Happiness, that grand mistress of the ceremonies in the dance of life, impels us through all its mazes and meanderings, but leads none of us by the same route.
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Make no enemies; he is insignificant indeed that can do thee no harm.
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It is good to act as if. It is even better to grow to the point where it is no longer an act.
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There are both dull correctness and piquant carelessness; it is needless to say which will command the most readers and have the most influence.
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Theories are private property, but truth is common stock.
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When you have nothing to say, say nothing.
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Women that are the least bashful are often the most modest.
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No metaphysician ever felt the deficiency of language so much as the grateful.
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Our admiration of fine writing will always be in proportion to its real difficulty and its apparent ease.
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Happiness leads none of us by the same route.
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Light, whether it be material or moral, is the best reformer.
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We may anticipate bliss, but who ever drank of that enchanted cup unalloved?
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There is this difference between happiness and wisdom; he that thinks himself the happiest man, really is so; but he that thinks himself the wisest, is generally the greatest fool.
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Most plagiarists, like the drone, have neither taste to select, industry to acquire, nor skill to improve, but impudently pilfer the honey ready prepared, from the hive.
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If you cannot inspire a woman with love of you, fill her above the brim with love of herself; all that runs over will be yours.
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