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"His imagination seemed still to exhaust itself in running, before it tried to leap the ditch. While he mused, the fire burned in other brains. Other hands wrote the books he dreamed about. He freely used his good ideas in conversation, and in letters; and they were straightway wrought into the texture of other men's books, and so lost to him for ever."
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"I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again..."
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"The sadness sorrow is to desire death while you have life."
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"Why are we occupied with material wealth than spiritual nourishment?"
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"You see it everywhere and everyone seems to be doing it but you. You could have had it as well, and you know it, and that's what bothers you. Your worst enemy is yourself, and sadly, you know that what you did wasn't worth what you lost."
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"The dead person once had a life! This is a misery?"
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"The writer's life is frightful. I have experienced deep dispair, mental ill and attempt of suicide."
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"Alack, when once our grace we have forgot,Nothing goes right; we would and we would not."
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"Sadness is a grieve spirit. But Sorrow is refined the soul."
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"Whenever we lose time, we are actually losing our life."
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"Time lost can never be regained."
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"For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day."
Age
"Be noble in every thought And in every deed!"
Morality
"Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives,When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives,Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain,But never will be sung to us again,Is they remembrance. Now the hour of restHath come to thee. Sleep, darling: it is best."
Poetry
"This is the forest primeval."
Nature
"There was an old belief that in the embersOf all things their primordial form exists, And cunning alchemistsCould re-create the rose with all its membersFrom its own ashes, but without the bloom, Without the lost perfume Ah me! what wonder-working, occult scienceCan from the ashes in our hearts once more The rose of youth restore?What craft of alchemy can bid defianceTo time and change, and for a single hour Renew this phantom-flower?"
Transformation
"Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity."
Character
"Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author."
Army
"A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books."
Books
"It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong."
Time
"The nearer the dawn the darker the night."
Life
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