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"Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think."
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"When God blesses you financially, don't raise your standard of living. Raise your standard of giving."
"You often say, "I would give, but only to the deserving." The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture.They give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish."
"Give with a free hand, but give only of your own."
"Give joy, smiles, happiness, goodness and kindness to every person you meet."
"You were not just blessed for yourself,your were blessed to be a blessing toothers."
"Having given all he had He then is very rich indeed."
"It's not what you got, but what you gave."
"In this world there are those who enjoy giving people balloons and there are those who take great pleasure in popping them. And I wish to be remembered as being firmly in the first party."
"I have wrought my simple planIf I give one hour of joyTo the boy who's half a man,Or the man who's half a boy."
"Never underestimate the significance of the little things done out of a large heart of love."
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"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."
"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."
"A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain."
"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."
"Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are."
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