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Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. [Lat., Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.]

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Without love and laughter there is no joy; live amid love and laughter.
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Joy Laughter Love People
There is no such thing as perfect happiness.
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Perfect Perfect Happiness
Nor let a god come in, unless the difficulty be worthy of such an intervention. [Lat., Nec deus intersit nisi dignus vindice nodus.]
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Difficulty Intervention Worthy
Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. [Lat., Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.]
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Death King Tower
Not to be lost in idle admiration is the only sure means of making and preserving happiness.
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Admiration Lost Mean
A good scare is worth more than good advice.
HORACE

Advice Funny Simple Life
The arrow will not always find the mark intended.
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Arrows Intent Mark People
Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from the imperfection of our nature.
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Fault Imperfection Poetry
Scribblers are a self-conceited and self-worshipping race.
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Conceited Race Self
He makes himself ridiculous who is for ever repeating the same mistake.
HORACE

Mistake Ridiculous Same
Joys do not fall to the rich alone; nor has he lived ill of whose birth and death no one took note.
HORACE

Birth Fall Joy Note
He will often have to scratch his head, and bite his nails to the quick. [To succeed he will have to puzzle his brains and work hard.]
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Brain Hard Work Nail
Gold will be slave or master.
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Gold Master People Slave
Anger is brief madness
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Anger Brief Madness
Being, be bold and venture to be wise.
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Military Venture Wise
Take as a gift whatever the day brings forth.
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Emotion Forth Future Thankful

Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. [Lat., Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.]

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Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. [Lat., Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.]

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