For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.

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Silence is more musical than any song.

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Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad.

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Be the green grass above me, with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt, forget.

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In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.

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Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.

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Better by far you should forget and smile than you should remember and be sad.

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I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, Where? What? and turn away.

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Spin and die, To live again as butterfly.

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What of the heart without her? Nay, poor heart, Of thee what word remains ere speech be still?...

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The worst moment for the atheist is when he is really thankful and has nobody to thank.

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Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies? Nay, who but infants question in such wise, 'twas one of my most intimate enemies.

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The worst moment for the athieist is when he feels thankful and has no one to thank

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When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree. Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet And if thou wilt, remember And if thou wilt, forget.

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When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree:...

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In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.

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As a tree my sin stands To darken all lands; Death is the fruit it bore.

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Hush'd in and curtain'd with a blessed dearth Of all that irk'd her from the hour of birth;...

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Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve:...

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Until the morning of Eternity Her rest shall not begin nor end, but be; And when she wakes she will not think it long.

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And all the winds go sighing, For sweet things dying.

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Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.

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Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land;

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Love came down at Christmas Love all lovely, love divine Love was born at Christmas, Stars and angels gave the sign.

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Spring is when life's alive in everything.

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