Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWCritics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author.
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The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.
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There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.
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Something attempted, something done, Has earned a nights repose.
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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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Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.
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Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to him.
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Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.
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Love gives itself; it is not bought.
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Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing.
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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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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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Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
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Lives of great men all remind us, we can make our lives sublime, and, departing, leave behind us, footprints on the sands of time.
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It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar.
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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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