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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.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret,
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The human voice is the organ of the soul.
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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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The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
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Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
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A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books.
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Evil is only good perverted.
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Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.
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Resolve and thou art free.
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Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing.
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Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor’s nose.
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By dropping golden beads near a snake, a crow once managed To have a passer-by kill the snake for the beads.
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Something attempted, something done, Has earned a nights repose.
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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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Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied.
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Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
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