Weep bitterly over the dead, for he is worthy, and then comfort thyself; drive heaviness away: thou shall not do him good, but hurt thyself.
MATTHEW ARNOLDIt is – last stage of all When we are frozen up within, and quite The phantom of ourselves To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost Which blamed the living man
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With aching hands and bleeding feet We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat Of the long day, and wish ’twere done. Not till the hours of light return All we have built do we discern.
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I keep saying, Shakespeare, Shakespeare, you are as obscure as life is.
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Culture is to know the best that has been said and thought in the world.
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Culture, the acquainting ourselves with the best that has been known and said in the world, and thus with the history of the human spirit.
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But there remains the question: what righteousness really is. The method and secret and sweet reasonableness of Jesus.
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Coleridge: poet and philosopher wrecked in a mist of opium.
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History – a vast Mississippi of falsehoods
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One thing only has been lent to youth and age in common–discontent.
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On the breast of that huge Mississippi of falsehood called History, a foam-bell more or less is no consequence.
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Culture is both an intellectual phenomenon and a moral one
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Sanity — that is the great virtue of the ancient literature; the want of that is the great defect of the modern, in spite of its variety and power.
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Style … is a peculiar recasting and heightening, under a certain condition of spiritual excitement, of what a man has to say, in such a manner as to add dignity and distinction to it.
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It is almost impossible to exaggerate the proneness of the human mind to take miracles as evidence, and to seek for miracles as evidence.
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The pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light.
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The sophist sneers: Fool, take Thy pleasure, right or wrong! The pious wail: Forsake A world these sophists throng! Be neither saint nor sophist-led, but be a man.
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