Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWSimplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity.
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The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts.
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The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal.
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People demand freedom only when they have no power.
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Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.
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For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
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The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is sought after.
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Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
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Method is more important than strength, when you wish to control your enemies.
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A thought often makes us hotter than a fire.
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Something attempted, something done, Has earned a nights repose.
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Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
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For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.
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If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
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The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.
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Talk not of wasted affection – affection never was wasted.
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