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"The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts."
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"In our heads we're all about 33 years old."
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"I put a Phrygian cap on the old dictionary."
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"The Ancient Mariner would not have taken so well if it had been called The Old Sailor."
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"It is only the modern that ever becomes old-fashioned."
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"The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts."
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"You can always tell an old soldier by the inside of his holsters and cartridge boxes. The young ones carry pistols and cartridges; the old ones, grub."
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"Flea and Anthony are into funk, like old school Meters and stuff like that."
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"To be seventy years young is sometimes far more cheerful and hopeful than to be forty years old."
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"I can do the old hand vibrato just fine, but I like attacking the strings."
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"When we grow old, there can only be one regret - not to have given enough of ourselves."
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"The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books."
Love
"Into each life some rain must fall."
Life
"Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody."
Success
"Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining."
Emotion
"Sadly as some old mediaeval knightGazed at the arms he could no longer wield,The sword two-handed and the shining shieldSuspended in the hall, and full in sight,While secret longings for the lost delightOf tourney or adventure in the fieldCame over him, and tears but half concealedTrembled and fell upon his beard of white,So I behold these books upon their shelf,My ornaments and arms of other days;Not wholly useless, though no longer used,For they remind me of my other self,Younger and stronger, and the pleasant waysIn which I walked, now clouded and confused."
Memory
"Unasked, Unsought, Love gives itself but is not bought."
Love
"A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain."
Emotion
"O, never from the memory of my heartYour dear, paternal image shall depart,Who while on earth, ere yet by death surprised,Taught me how mortals are immortalized;How grateful am I for that patient careAll my life long my language shall declare."
Family
"Resolve, and thou art free."
Freedom
"Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are."
Life
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