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Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.

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It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other.
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Born Merit Throne
To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
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Calculation Love
How fortune brings to earth the over-sure!
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Earth Fortune
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
Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!
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Beautiful Life Pain
Go, grieving rimes of mine, to that hard stone Whereunder lies my darling, lies my dear, And cry to her to speak from heaven’s sphere.
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Cry Grief Heaven Lying
Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
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Overcome Ruthless Strive
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
It is better to will the good than to know the truth.
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Better Goodness Known Willing
The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
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Effort Greatness Myself
Virtue is health, vice is sickness.
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Health One Liner Sick Vice Virtue
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
A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
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Cutting Desire Inspirational
I have friends whose society is delightful to me; they are persons of all countries and of all ages; distinguished in war, in council, and in letters; easy to live with, always at my command.
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Command Country Delight Easy Friendship Live Myself Society
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
For death betimes is comfort, not dismay, and who can rightly die needs no delay.
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Comfort Death Need Right

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