The primary imagination I hold to be the living power and prime agent of all human perception, and as a repetition in the finite mind of the eternal act of creation in the infinite I Am.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThere is one art of which people should be masters – the art of reflection.
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The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions – the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.
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This world has angels all too few, and heaven is overflowing.
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He who is best prepared can best serve his moment of inspiration.
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Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve, And hope without an object cannot live.
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We are not surprised that Abimelech and Ephron seem to reverence him so profoundly. He was peaceful, because of his conscious relation to God.
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Blest hour! It was a luxury–to be!
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He prayeth best who loveth best.
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Our own heart, and not other men’s opinion, forms our true honor.
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The poet, described in ideal perfection, brings the whole soul of man into activity, with the subordination of its faculties to each other according to their relative worth and dignity.
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The history of man for the nine months preceding his birth would, probably, be far more interesting and contain events of greater moment than all the three score and ten years that follow it.
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Either we have an immortal soul, or we have not. If we have not, we are beasts,–the first and the wisest of beasts, it may be, but still true beasts.
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The first duty of a wise advocate is to convince his opponents that he understands their arguments, and sympathies with their just feelings.
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Friendship is a sheltering tree.
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A man’s as old as he’s feeling. A woman as old as she looks.
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What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if,when you awoke,you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?
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