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Painting is silent poetry.

Plutarch

In a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time then thaw and become audible so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer.
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Fantasy Season Talk Time Winter Word
Music, to create harmony, must investigate discord.
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Creation Deep Music
To find fault is easy; to do better may be difficult.
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Difficult Easy
I am all that hath been, and is, and shall be, and my veil no mortal has hitherto raised.
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Literature Myself
May I never sit where it is impossible for me to get up and offer my seat to an older man?
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Impossible Man Myself
Of all the disorders in the soul, envy is the only one no one confesses to.
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Philosophy Soul Spiritual
I don’t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.
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Change Deep Friendship Myself
All men whilst they are awake are in one common world: but each of them, when he is asleep, is in a world of his own.
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Man Philosophy World
I would rather excel in the knowledge of what is excellent than the extent of my power or possessions.
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Excellence Knowledge Material Myself Power
A mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be lighted.
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Fire Light Mindset
To make no mistakes is not in the power of man, but from their errors and mistakes, the wise and good learn wisdom for the future.
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Future Man Mistake Power Wisdom
Come and take them.
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Minimalism One Liner
In words are seen the state of mind and character and disposition of the speaker.
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Character Mindset Seen Word
The superstitious man wishes he did not believe in gods, as the atheist does not, but fears to disbelieve in them.
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Atheist Believe Fear God Man
The process may seem strange and yet it is very true. I did not so much gain the knowledge of things by the words, as words by the experience I had of things.
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Experience Knowledge Myself Strange True
Character is simply a habit long continued.
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Character Habit One Liner

Painting is silent poetry.

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