Well-timed silence hath more eloquence than speech.
Confidence is conqueror of men; victorious both over them and in them; The iron will of one stout heart shall make a thousand quail; A feeble dwarf, dauntlessly resolved, will turn the tide of battle, And rally to a nobler strife the giants that had fled.
God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love.
Labour is good for a man, bracing up his energies to conquest, And without it life is dull, the man perceiving himself useless.
Many a beggar at the crossway, or gray-haired shepherd on the plain, hath more of the end of all wealth than hundreds who multiply the means.
It is sure to be dark if you shut your eyes.
Betray mean terror of ridicule, thou shalt find fools enough to mock thee; but answer thou their language with contempt, and the scoffers will lick thy feet.
The seeds of first instructions are dropp'd into the deepest furrows.
Rashly, nor ofttimes truly, doth man pass judgment on his brother; for he seeth not the springs of the heart, nor heareth the reasons of the mind.
I have sped by land and sea, and mingled with much people, but never yet could find a spot unsunned by human kindness.
To despond is to lie ungrateful beforehand. Be not looking for evil. Often thou drainest the gall of fear while evil is passing by thy dwelling.
When thou choosest a wife, think not only of thyself, but of those God may give thee of her, that they reproach thee not for their being.
Let the misanthrope shun men and abjure; the most are rather lovable than hateful.
How beautiful is modesty! It winneth upon all beholders; but a word or a glance may destroy the pure love that should have been for thee.
Naples sitteth by the sea, keystone of an arch of azure.
He that is ambitious for his son, should give him untried names,
For those have serv'd other men, haply may injure by their evils;
Or otherwise may hinder by their glories; therefore set him by himself,
To win for his individual name some clear praise.
It is the cringer to his equal that is chiefly seen bold to his God.
The most wretched have yet hope.
Hate furroweth the brow; and a man may frown till he hateth.
For life, good youth, hath never an illWhich hope cannot scatter, and faith cannot kill;And stubborn realities never shall bindThe free-spreading wings of a cheerful mind.
Who shall guess what I may be?Who can tell my fortune to me?For, bravest and brightest that ever was sungMay be - and shall be - the lot of the young!
Thought paceth like a hoary sage, but imagination hath wings as an eagle.
A good book is the best of friends, the same today and forever.
Love, a brilliant fire, to gladden or consume.
The mines of knowledge are often laid bare by the hazel-wand of chance.
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