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"And the poem, I think, is only your voice speaking."
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"What can you do to ensure that your voice value translates into impression value?"
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"Heaven resonates when one sings wholeheartedly."
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"You won't write, won't ya??I just focus on the negative!"
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"There are things known-things experienced, felt, and understood-that words hold no power to convey. Attempting to do so only dilutes their substance and does them injustice."
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"Saints should always be judged guilty until they are proved innocent."
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"Use language what you will, you can never say anything but what you are."
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"Snooty knew measly talked muchly."
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"If you want people to dance to your tune, sing beautiful songs."
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"Find a voice in a whisper."
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"THE PEN IS MIGHTIER THAN THE SWORD!!!!"
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"Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman."
Literature
"If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men one would imagine her a person of the utmost importance very various heroic and mean splendid and sordid infinitely beautiful and hideous in the extreme as great as a man some think even better."
Reflection
"Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame."
Habit
"There can be no two opinions as to what a highbrow is. He is the man or woman of thoroughbred intelligence who rides his mind at a gallop across country in pursuit of an idea."
Intelligence
"It seems that a profound, impartial, and absolutely just opinion of our fellow-creatures is utterly unknown. Either we are men, or we are women. Either we are cold, or we are sentimental. Either we are young, or growing old. In any case life is but a procession of shadows, and God knows why it is that we embrace them so eagerly, and see them depart with such anguish, being shadows. And why, if this - and much more than this is true - why are we yet surprised in the window corner by a sudden vision that the young man in the chair is of all things in the world the most real, the most solid, the best known to us-why indeed? For the moment after we know nothing about him.Such is the manner of our seeing. Such the conditions of our love."
Humanity
"The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages."
Thought
"Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life."
Life
"To whom can I expose the urgency of my own passion? There is nobody-here among these grey arches, and moaning pigeons, and cheerful games and tradition and emulation, all so skilfully organised to prevent feeling alone."
Solitude
"You send a boy to school in order to make friends - the right sort."
Friendship
"For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is a slave to thirteen thousand a year?"
Time
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