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Though God alone never tastes woe, Yet that man is happy, and poets sing of him, Who conquers with hand or swift foot And wins the greatest of prizes By steadfastness and strength.

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Even success softens not the heart of the envious.
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Anand Thakur
The test of any man lies in action.
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Every gift which is given, even though is be small, is in reality great, if it is given with affection.
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Affection Gift Greatness Heaven Reality Small
O my soul, do not aspire to immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible.
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Aspiration Immortal Limitation Myself Possible Soul
The noblest of the elements is water.
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Anand Thakur
To each thing belongs it’s measure. Occasion is best to know.
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In all things rest is sweet; there is sure feit even in honey, even in Aphrodites lovely flowers.
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We are things of a day. What are we? What are we not? The shadow of a dream is man, no more.
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Day Dreams Man Shadow
Finding that the middle condition of life is by far the happiest, I look with little favor upon that of princes.
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The present will not long endure.
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Humble in a humble state and great in greatness, I will work out the divinity that is busy within my mind.
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When men succeed, even their neighbors think them wise.
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If any man thinks to swindle God, he is wrong.
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There is a mortal breed most full of futility. In contempt of what is at hand, they strain into the future, hunting impossibilities on the wings of ineffectual hopes.
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Envy, the attendant of the empty mind.
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Law, the king of all mortals and immortals.
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Though God alone never tastes woe, Yet that man is happy, and poets sing of him, Who conquers with hand or swift foot And wins the greatest of prizes By steadfastness and strength.

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Though God alone never tastes woe, Yet that man is happy, and poets sing of him, Who conquers with hand or swift foot And wins the greatest of prizes By steadfastness and strength.

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