To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe true key to the declension of the Roman empire which is not to be found in all Gibbon ‘s immense work may be stated in two words: the imperial character overlaying, and finally destroying, the national character. Rome under Trajan was an empire without a nation.
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How wonderfully beautiful is the delineation of the characters of the three patriarchs in Genesis! To be sure if ever man could, without impropriety, be called, or supposed to be, “the friend of God,” Abraham was that man.
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Be not merely a man of letters! Let literature be an honorable augmentations to your arms, not constitute the coat or fill the escutcheon!
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In many ways doth the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal.
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What is an epigram? A dwarfish whole, its body brevity, and wit its soul.
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We are not of the same kind as beasts, and this also we say from our own consciousness. Therefore, methinks, it must be the possession of the soul within us that makes the difference.
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He who is best prepared can best serve his moment of inspiration.
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The true key to the declension of the Roman empire which is not to be found in all Gibbon ‘s immense work may be stated in two words: the imperial character overlaying, and finally destroying, the national character. Rome under Trajan was an empire without a nation.
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A man’s as old as he’s feeling. A woman as old as she looks.
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Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole.
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Remorse is as the heart in which it grows; If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews Of true repentance; but if proud and gloomy, It is the poison tree, that pierced to the inmost, Weeps only tears of poison.
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How inimitably graceful children are in general-before they learn to dance.
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Real pain can alone cure us of imaginary ills.
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It is a gentle and affectionate thought, that in immeasurable height above us, at our first birth, the wreath of love was woven with sparkling stars for flowers.
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Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
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Experience informs us that the first defence of weak minds is to recriminate.
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