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I’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.

John Dryden

Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Age Night Old Ourselves
Take not away the life you cannot give: For all things have an equal right to live.
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Equality Life Live Right
Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
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Infidelity Mysterious Thinking
Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Blind Willing Zeal
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Fragile Love Mindset
Honor is but an empty bubble.
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Empty Respect
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
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Cheating Favor Fools Hope Life
A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
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Conscience Goodness Image Man Reflection Water
Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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Desire God Greatness Sin
Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
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Criticism Revenge Writing
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
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Anger Cherish Disappear Forget
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Crime Oblivion
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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Bound Divison Greatness Intelligence Mad
Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.
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Cheap Death Fame
Hushed as midnight silence.
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One Liner Silence
More liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
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Desire Hungry Liberty Store

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