Soldier, scholar, horseman, he, As 'twere all life's epitome. What made us dream that he could comb grey hair?

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From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye....

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Education is not filling a bucket, but lighting a fire.

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Yet they that know all things but know That all this life can give us is A child's laughter, a woman's kiss.

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Two girls in silk kimonos, both Beautiful, one a gazelle.

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Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing.

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Caught in that sensual music all neglect monuments of unaging intellect

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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions

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Endure what life God gives and ask no longer span; Cease to remember the delights of youth, travel-wearied aged man;...

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I believe in the practice and philosophy of what we have agreed to call magic, and what I must call the evocation of spirits, though I do not know what they are, in the power of creating magic illusions in the visions of truth in the depths of the minds when the eyes are closed.

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Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.

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How can I, that girl standing there, My attention fix On Roman or on Russian Or on Spanish politics?

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Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.

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Half close your eyelids, loosen your hair,And dream about the great and their pride;They have spoken against you everywhere,But weigh this song with the great and their pride;I made it out of a mouthful of air,Their children's children shall say they have lied.

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A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.

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The seven deadly sins: Want of money, bad health, bad temper, chastity, family ties, knowing that you know things, and believing in the Christian religion.

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Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills,...

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I do not mind lying, but I hate inaccuracy.

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Ah! when the ghost begins to quicken, Confusion of the death-bed over, is it sent...

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I am content to live it all again, And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch.

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I have known more men destroyed by the desire to have wife and child and to keep them in comfort than I have seen destroyed by drink and harlots.

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Vaccination is the medical sacrament corresponding to baptism. Whether it is or is not more efficacious I do not know.

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But all is changed, that high horse riderless, Though mounted in that saddle Homer rode...

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Parents are the last people on earth who ought to have children.
Funny

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And say my glory was I had such friends.

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For wisdom is the property of the dead, A something incompatible with life; and power,...

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A living man is blind and drinks his drop. What matter if the ditches are impure? What matter if I live it all once more?

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You can do very little with faith, but you can do nothing without it.

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To live is like to love—all reason is against it, and all healthy instinct for it.

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The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.

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