To have suffered much is like knowing many languages. Thou hast learned to understand all.
GEORGE ELIOTRome – the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar.
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Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.
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We are led on, like little children, by a way we know not.
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Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.
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Any coward can fight a battle when he’s sure of winning.
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One has to spend many years in learning how to be happy.
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Rome – the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar.
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Character is not cut in marble – it is not something solid and unalterable. It is something living and changing, and may become diseased as our bodies do.
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What are a handful of reasonable men against a crowd with stones in their hands?
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Life is too precious to be spent in this weaving and unweaving of false impressions, and it is better to live quietly under some degree of misrepresentation than to attempt to remove it by the uncertain process of letter-writing.
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Jews are not fit for Heaven, but on earth they are most useful.
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To manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath.
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I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
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There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.
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It is always good to know, if only in passing, charming human beings. It refreshes one like flowers and woods and clear brooks.
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I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
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