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What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must travel, and turmoil, or there is no existence.

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Self praise is no praise at all.
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All Praise Self
The lapse of ages changes all things – time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing about, around, and underneath man, except man himself.
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Ages All Around Bound Change Earth Every Language Lapse Skym Star Thing Time
What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.
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Advantage Being Care Known Little Nothing People Time
I have not loved the world, nor the world me.
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Emotion Feel Loved World
Armenian is the language to speak with God.
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Country God Language People Person Place Speak
Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.
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Age Being Good Hand Joyous Old Play Stop Work
Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull
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Beautiful Extension Faculties Fine Perception
The tiger will himself intervene in the discussion, in a manner which will be in every sense conclusive.
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Conclusive Discussion Every Himself Intervene Manner Sense Tiger Will
All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
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Born Happiness Joy Must Share Twin
What an antithetical mind! – tenderness, roughness – delicacy, coarseness – sentiment, sensuality – soaring and groveling, dirt and deity – all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!
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All Arithmetical Coarseness Deity Delicacy Dirt Groveling Mind Mix Roughness Sensuality Sentiment Soaring Tenderness
Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
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Abyss Bliss Care Fall Into Know Little
Think not I am what I appear.
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Appear Result Think What
The poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.
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Defend Dog Firmest First Foremost Friend Life Poor Welcome
Newton, (that Proverb of the Mind,) alas! Declared, with all his grand discoveries recent, That he himself felt only “like a youth Picking up shells by the great Ocean-Truth.”
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Declare Discovery Explore Fell Grand Great Himself Invention Mind Ocean Only Proverb Scientist Shell Truth Youth
The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
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Angling Art Coldest Crueiet Pretended Sport Stupidity
I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
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Among Shroud Stood Them Thought
Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.
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Dream Glimmering Gone Thing
Truth is a gem that is found at a great depth; whilst on the surface of the world all things are weighed by the false scale of custom.
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All Custom Depth Found Gem Scale Surface Thing Truth Weighted
It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
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Belive Man might Reason Sleep Tell Useless Wake Well
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
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Art Even Exist Great Life Pain Sensation
I learned to love despair.
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Despair Learn Love
This is to be mortal, And seek the things beyond mortality.
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Beyond Mortal Mortality Seek Thing
Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.
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Feather Highly Men Nothing Quicker Rapidly Rise Straw Think World
I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand;
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Bridge Country Each Hand Person Place Prison Sighs Stood
Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
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Amorous Chaste Pure Warm
I have imbibed such a love for money that I keep some sequins in a drawer to count, and cry over them once a week.
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Count Cry Drawer Embedded Keep Love Money Once Over Sequin Some Such Wek
There’s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
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Away Give Joy Like Take World

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