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Books have led some to learning and others to madness.

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Continued work and application form my soul’s nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.
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Application Live Myself Nourishment Soul Work
I looked back at the summit of the mountain, which seemed but a cubit high in comparison with the height of human contemplation, were in not too often merged in the corruptions of the earth.
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Comparison Earth Mountain Myself
From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world’s well beaten ways.
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Leadership Love Mountain Myself Thinking Well World
For virtue only finds eternal Fame.
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Fame Finding Forever Virtue
Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
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Elegant Empty Language Production
Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.
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Greatness Man Mindset Mistake
Who naught suspects is easily deceived.
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Easy One Liner Suspect
Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
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Argument Grief Refine
Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?
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Blessing Dangerous Health Live Man Reason Yourself
Man has not a greater enemy than himself.
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Enemy Greatness Himself Man
Events appear sad, pleasant, or painful, not because they are so in reality, but because we believe them to be so and the light in which we look at them depends upon our own judgment.
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Appearance Judgement Ourselves Pain Reality Sadness
Where are the numerous constructions erected by Agrippa, of which only the Pantheon remains? Where are the splendorous palaces of the emperors?
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Construction Emperor Palace
Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
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Death Grudge Hands Himself
Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.
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Argument Grief Himself
I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.
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Bitter Burn Freeze Memories Myself Sweet
Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
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Endurance Perseverance Strive

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