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"Ostentation is the signal flag of hypocrisy."
Hypocrisy
"Profaneness is a brutal vice. He who indulges in it is no gentleman."
Gentleman
"Tribulation will not hurt you, unless as it too often does; it hardens you and makes you sour, narrow and skeptical."
Hurt
"Gaiety is often the reckless ripple over depths of despair."
Despair
"At the bottom of not a little of the bravery that appears in the world, there lurks a miserable cowardice. Men will face powder and steel because they have not the courage to face public opinion."
Men
"Pride is the master sin of the devil, and the devil is the father of lies."
Father
"Skepticism has never founded empires, established principals, or changed the world's heart. The great doers in history have always been people of faith."
Faith
"Poetry is the utterance of deep and heart-felt truth - the true poet is very near the oracle."
Poetry
"The bosom can ache beneath diamond brooches; and many a blithe heart dances under coarse wool."
Heart
"The creed of a true saint is to make the best of life, and to make the most of it."
Life
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"You need a poetic touch from the outer space? Then you need the moonlight!"
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"I love writing poetry because it's pretty. I love writing pretty."
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"Good poetry does not exist merely for the sake of itself, but rather, is a byproduct of yearning and growth; great poetry canonizes that yearning for the growth of others."
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"I can write no stately proemAs a prelude to my lay;From a poet to a poemI would dare to say.For if of these fallen petalsOne to you seem fair,Love will waft it till it settlesOn your hair.And when wind and winter hardenAll the loveless land,It will whisper of the garden,You will understand."
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"Deep down there is a rose in every heart."
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"At seventeen I tried to write poetry confining myself solely to Anglo-Saxon words - don't know if it helped, but it made me more concrete ..."
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"You know the way of the wind in the night-the desolate alleys my soul takes."
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"The mint from your breath, the milk from your breast, the best of your mind, now in its worst state of condition. From the womb to the tomb, as a mild flower, you break your petals upon blossom, and seize death openly. Leaving your fragrance to spin and dance, one last time before being blown away."
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"On my strand, lovely flowers their blossoms unfold,My mother shall grace thee with garments of gold."
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"Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now lift, now toss their crests, and fall and rise, and falls again. I am a poet, yes. Surely I am a great poet."
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