It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.
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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
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Vast chain of Being, which from God began, Natures aethereal, human, angel, man,...
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Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.
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To err is human; to forgive, divine.
Forgiveness
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Leave the beaten track occasionally and dive into the woods. Every time you do so you will be certain to find something that you have never seen before. Follow it up, explore all around it, and before you know it, you will have something worth thinking about to occupy your mind. All really big discoveries are the results of thought.
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They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
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On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.
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Teach me to feel another's woe. To hide the fault I see: That the mercy I show to others; that mercy also show to me.
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To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.
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And die of nothing but a rage to live.
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Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age:...
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The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
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Health consists with temperance alone.
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Blest paper-credit! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly!
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Babylon violated diminishes Alexander; Rome enslaved diminishes Caesar; massacred Jerusalem diminishes Titus. Tyranny follows the tyrant. Woe to the man who leaves behind a shadow that bears his form.
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Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.
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A person who is too nice an observer of the business of the crowd, like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees, will often be stung for his curiosity.
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The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.
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Wit is the lowest form of humor.
Humor
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But Satan now is wiser than of yore, and tempts by making rich, not making poor.
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In Paris today, millions of pounds of bread are sold daily, made during the previous night by those strange, half-naked beings one glimpses through cellar windows, whose wild-seeming cries floating out of those depths always makes a painful impression. In the morning, one sees these pale men, still white with flour, carrying a loaf under one arm, going off to rest and gather new strength to renew their hard and useful labor when night comes again. I have always highly esteemed the brave and humble workers who labor all night to produce those soft but crusty loaves that look more like cake than bread.
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Like Cato, give his little senate laws, and sit attentive to his own applause.
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Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike; Alike reserv'd to blame, or to commend, A tim'rous foe, and a suspicious friend.
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The most successful men in the end are those whose success is the result of steady accretion... It is the man who carefully advances step by step, with his mind becoming wider and wider - and progressively better able to grasp any theme or situation - persevering in what he knows to be practical, and concentrating his thought upon it, who is bound to succeed in the greatest degree.
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Passions are the gales of life.
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On wrongs swift vengeance waits.
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Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for a time, leave us the weaker ever after.
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A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.
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The Muse but served to ease some friend, not wife, To help me through this long disease, my life;
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