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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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I flutter all ways, and fly in none.
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Fly Futter None Way
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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Able Being Blind Feel Fine Painful People Sky Something Talk Thing Told
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.
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Appearances have very little to do with happiness.
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Appearances Happiness Little Very
There are many victories worse than a defeat.
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Defeat Many Victory Worse
The darkest night that ever fell upon the earth never hid the light, never put out the stars. It only made the stars more keenly, kindly glancing, as if in protest against the darkness.
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Darkest Earth Fell Keenly Light Made Night Star Start Upon
Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.
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Begab Face Life Love Mother Walk
Examining the world in order to find consolation is very much like looking carefully over the pages of a great book in order to find our own name . … Whether we find what we want or not, our preoccupation has hindered us from a true knowledge of the contents.
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Book Carefully Consolation Examine Find Great Look Much Order Over Own Page World
Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarreled. If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?
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Being Friend Get Good Into Nonsense Quarrel Rage Sometimes
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
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Call Despair Eagerness Hope Painful Unfed
Any coward can fight a battle when he’s sure of winning; but give me the man who has the pluck to fight when he’s sure of losing.
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Battle Coward Fight Give Man Plunk Sure Sure Lose Win
I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.
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Beyond Enough Grave Large Like Love Only Realism Silence
Souls live on in perpetual echoes.
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Echo Live Perpetual Soul
Joy and sorrow are both my perpetual companions, but the joy is called Past and the sorrow Present.
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Call Companion Joy Noth Perpetual Present Sorrow
Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.
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Country Memories Mind People Person Vague
We have had an unspeakably delightful journey, one of those journeys which seem to divide one’s life in two, by the new ideas they suggest and the new views of interest they open.
GEORGE ELIOT

Delight Divide Idea Journey Life New One Seem Suggest Two Unspeakable

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