We are not born to survive. Only to live.

The poet makes silk dresses out of worms.

Poetry increases the feeling for reality.

In the faces of men and women, I see God.

The real war will never get in the books.

Too late for fruit, too soon for flowers.

He who wants, but doesn't act, is a pest.

The weak in courage is strong in cunning.

The mocker of Art is the mocker of Jesus.

Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.

Features, the great soul's apparent seat.

The beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Time is a storm in which we are all lost.

Without invention nothing is well-spaced.

The fool inherits, but the wise must get.

...So let us welcome peaceful evening in.

Absence of proof is not proof of absence.

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.

The parson knows enough who knows a Duke.

A teacher should be sparing of his smile.

Man on the dubious waves of error toss'd.

Iron sharpens iron; scholar, the scholar.

The stars, bright sentinels of the skies.

Allah Akbar! and there is no god but God!

The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.

And send him many years of sunshine days!

Death lies on her like an untimely frost.

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where.

I say there is no darkness but ignorance.

Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.

Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye.

Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.

Make use of time, let not advantage slip.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

I wish you all the joy that you can wish.

These violent delights have violent ends.

Forget, forgive; conclude, and be agreed.

The head is not more native to the heart.

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.

Opinion, a sovereign mistress of effects.

Knit your hearts with an unslipping knot.

A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse!

Summer's lease hath all too short a date.

The let-alone lies not in your good will.

I have more care to stay than will to go.

Death is my son-in-law, death is my heir.

My cousin's a fool, and thou art another.

An angel; or, if not, An earthly paragon.

Some falls the means are happier to rise.

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