Resolve to be thyself: and know that he who finds himself, loses his misery.
MATTHEW ARNOLDTis not to see the world As from a height, with rapt prophetic eyes, And heart profoundly stirred; And weep, and feel the fullness of the past, The years that are not more.
More Matthew Arnold Quotes
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The need of expansion is as genuine an instinct in man as the need in a plant for the light, or the need in man himself for going upright. The love of liberty is simply the instinct in man for expansion.
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Coleridge: poet and philosopher wrecked in a mist of opium.
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Nor bring, to see me cease to live, Some doctor full of phrase and fame, To shake his sapient head, and give The ill he cannot cure a name.
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Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.
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A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship On the breast of the river of Time.
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Life is the application of noble and profound ideas to life.
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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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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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Home of lost causes, and forsaken beliefs, and unpopular names, and impossible loyalties!
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However, if I shall live to be eighty I shall probably be the only person left in England who reads anything but newspapers and scientific publications.
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They… who await. No gifts from Chance, have conquered Fate.
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Culture is properly described as the love of perfection; it is a study of perfection.
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Genius is mainly an affair of energy.
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To thee only God granted A heart ever new: To all always open; To all always true.
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This strange disease of modern life, With its sick hurry, its divided aims.
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