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.
GEORGE ELIOTMuch of our waking experience is but a dream in the daylight.
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Appearances have very little to do with happiness.
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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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Much of our waking experience is but a dream in the daylight.
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That by desiring what is perfectly good, even when we don’t quite know what it is and cannot do what we would, we are part of the divine power against evil — widening the skirts of light and making the struggle with darkness narrower.
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Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.
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“Heaven help us,” said the old religion; the new one, from its very lack of that faith, will teach us all the more to help one another.
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Genius … is necessarily intolerant of fetters.
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Animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
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Human feeling is like the mighty rivers that bless the earth: it does not wait for beauty – it flows with resistless force and brings beauty with it.
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What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
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It is a common sentence that knowledge is power; but who hath duly considered or set forth the power of ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what ignorance in an hour pulls down.
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Of new acquaintances one can never be sure because one likes them one day that it will be so the next. Of old friends one is sure that it will be the same yesterday, today, and forever.
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Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
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The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
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The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.
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