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Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.

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Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.
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It is surely better to pardon too much, than to condemn too much.
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Souls live on in perpetual echoes.
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It is painful to be told that anything is very fine and not be able to feel that it is fine–something like being blind, while people talk of the sky.
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I love not to be choked with other men’s thoughts.
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The responsibility of tolerance lies with those who have the wider vision.
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Lies Responsible Tolerance Vision Wider
I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!
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Carry Cipher Face My Poem Unwritten
We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.
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Justice is like the kingdom of God–it is not without us as a fact, it is within us as a great yearning.
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When God makes His presence felt through us, we are like the burning bush: Moses never took any heed what sort of bush it was—he only saw the brightness of the Lord.
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Religious ideas have the fate of melodies, which, once set afloat in the world, are taken up by all sorts of instruments, some of them woefully coarse, feeble, or out of tune, until people are in danger of crying out that the melody itself is detestable.
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The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.
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Adventure is not outside man; it is within.
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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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City Country Funeral Hemisphere History Image Move Past Procession Seem Strange Visible
Death is the king of this world: ‘Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.
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Death Kind World
No man can be wise on an empty stomach.
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Empty Man No Stomach Wise

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