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Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.

Henry Ward Beecher

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Don’t look where you fall, but where you slipped.
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A library is not a luxury but one of the necessities of life.
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Nothing dies so hard, or rallies so often as intolerance.
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It’s easier to go down a hill than up it but the view is much better at the top.
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Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
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Blessed are they who know how to shine on one’s gloom with their cheer.
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It is for men to choose whether they will govern themselves or be governed.
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Leaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.
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The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.
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