Into each life some rain must fall.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThe nearer the dawn the darker the night.
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However things may seem, no evil thing is success and no good thing is failure.
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Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
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Method is more important than strength, when you wish to control your enemies.
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It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
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Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
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When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
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That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
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Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor’s nose.
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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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Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate; still achieving, still pursuing, learn to labor and to wait.
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Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
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Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
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It is a beautiful trait in the lover’s character, that they think no evil of the object loved.
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Only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
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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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