Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWAll things come round to him who will but wait.
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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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Method is more important than strength, when you wish to control your enemies.
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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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There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
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Build today, then strong and sure, With a firm and ample base; And ascending and secure. Shall tomorrow find its place.
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In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
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The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
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Talk not of wasted affection – affection never was wasted.
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Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning – an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies.
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When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
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Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man’s enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.
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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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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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All things must change to something new, to something strange.
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Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.
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