Men, like musical instruments, seem made to be played upon.
CHRISTIAN NESTELL BOVEEA book should be luminous not voluminous.
More Christian Nestell Bovee Quotes
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The lively and mercurial are as open books, with the leaves turned down at the notable passages. Their souls sit at the windows of their eyes, seeing and to be seen.
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The reveries of the dreamer advance his hopes, but not their realization. One good hour of earnest work is worth them all.
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Activity and sadness are incompatible.
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Excessive sensibility is only another name for morbid self-consciousness.
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Contentment is not happiness. An oyster may be contented. Happiness is compounded of richer elements.
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Life is indeed either a rich possession or a poor, according as it is made subservient to noble aims or ignoble pleasures.
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Discretion is the salt, and fancy the sugar of life; the one preserves, the other sweetens it.
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There are seaons when our passions have slept so long that we know not whether they still exist in us. So does flax forget that it is combustible when the fire is away from it.
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It is ever the invisible that is the object of our profoundest worship. With the lover it is not the seen but the unseen that he muses upon.
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A book should be luminous not voluminous.
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Successful love takes a load off our hearts, and puts it upon our shoulders.
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A great destiny needs a generous diet. What can be expected of a people that live on macaroni!
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Wit, like poetry, is insusceptible of being constructed upon rules founded merely in reason. Like faith, it exists independent of reason, and sometimes in hostility to it.
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What we call conscience in many instances, is only a wholesome fear of the law.
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We should round every day of stirring action with an evening of thought. We learn nothing of our experience except we muse upon it.
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