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There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.

Petrarch

Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
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Death Dreams End Sleep Wake Up
You keep to your own ways and leave mine to me.
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Leaving Myself Way Yourself
Books can warm the heart with friendly words and counsel, entering into a close relationship with us which is articulate and alive.
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Alive Book Friendship Heart Relationship Warm
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 style beyond the genius never dares.
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Beyond Dare Genius Style
Reality is always the foe of famous names.
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Enemy Famous Name One Liner Reality
A good death does honour to a whole life.
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Death Goodness Life
Wanting is not enough, long and you attain it.
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Effort Enough Longing
While life is in your body, you have the rein of all thoughts in your hands.
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Body Hands Life Thinking
A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
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Desire Ourselves Rich
How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
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Bark Difficult Ignorance Save
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
My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.
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Age Chill Draw Feeling Flower Green Myself
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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Love Memories Sweet
Virtue is health, vice is sickness.
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Health One Liner Sick Vice Virtue
What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances.
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Earth Known Moral Myself Name

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