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"Alas! this is not what I thought life was.I knew that there were crimes and evil men,Misery and hate; nor did I hope to passUntouched by suffering, through the rugged glen.In mine own heart I saw as in a glassThe hearts of others ... And whenI went among my kind, with triple brassOf calm endurance my weak breast I armed,To bear scorn, fear, and hate, a woeful mass!"
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"Solitude is a wonderful treasure the world is still yet to discover."
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"I don't dream. Come to think of it, i haven't had any dreams in a long time."
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Personal Development
"I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and that, on the contrary, we kept going back as it were on what was old."
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Personal Development
"We must stop calling bribes in our higher institutions "helping my child to gain admission."
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"The greatest joy is to be a mirror of God's love."
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Personal Development
"You are created to reflect heaven on earth."
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Personal Development
"I see that the culture that is prevalent right now in Nigeria and indeed Africa is the culture of GET RICH QUICK."
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"As a matter of fact life itself is measured by time."
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Personal Development
"Instead it is the Church hierarchy that is rather teaching congregation to be afraid of darkness, instead of teaching them to go with light to overcome darkness."
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"Each of us should realize the importance of having a talk with our own soul."
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"Ozymandias'I met a traveller from an antique landWho said: 'Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. Near them on the sand,Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frownAnd wrinkled lip and sneer of cold commandTell that its sculptor well those passions readWhich yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.And on the pedestal these words appear:'My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'Nothing beside remains. Round the decayOf that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,The lone and level sands stretch far away."
History
"All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth."
Mistake
"In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred; it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect."
Food
"Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less absurd than to promise to believe the same creed; such a vow in both cases excludes us from all inquiry."
Love
"You ought not to love the individuals of your domestic circle less, but to love those who exist beyond it more. Once make the feelings of confidence and of affection universal, and the distinctions of property and power will vanish; nor are they to be abolished without substituting something equivalent in mischief to them, until all mankind shall acknowledge an entire community of rights."
Equality
"Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker."
Money
"And the Spring arose on the garden fair,Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breastRose from the dreams of its wintry rest."
Nature
"The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed."
Art
"Hence in solitude, or that deserted state when we are surrounded by human beings and yet they sympathize not with us, we love the flowers, the grass, the waters, and the sky. In the motion of the very leaves of spring, in the blue air, there is then found a secret correspondence with our heart."
Philosophy
"Alas! this is not what I thought life was.I knew that there were crimes and evil men,Misery and hate; nor did I hope to passUntouched by suffering, through the rugged glen.In mine own heart I saw as in a glassThe hearts of others ... And whenI went among my kind, with triple brassOf calm endurance my weak breast I armed,To bear scorn, fear, and hate, a woeful mass!"
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