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Edward Fitzgerald

"And much as Wine has played the Infidel, And robbed me of my Robe of Honor Well, I often wonder what the Vintners buy One half so precious as the stuff they sell."

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"And much as Wine has played the Infidel, And robbed me of my Robe of Honor Well, I often wonder what the Vintners buy One half so precious as the stuff they sell."

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Donna Grant

"Equality before the enemy -that is the main condition to fight a fair duel. Where you have contempt, you cannot wage war; where you are in command, where you can see someone beneath you, you should not wage war."

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Donna Grant

"As a sign of utmost gratitude for his contributions to the Indian society in restoring equal rights of the citizens, I confer him (B.R. Ambedkar) the title "Martin Luther King Jr. of India."

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Donna Grant

"My knight may not wear a coat of shining armor, but his code of glowing honor will never fail to protect us both from evils far worse than any fire-breathing dragon."

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Donna Grant

"GETTING KILLED BY TARTARUS didn't seem like much of an honor. As Annabeth stared up at his dark whirlpool face, she decided she'd rather die in some less memorable way-maybe falling down the stairs, or going peacefully in her sleep at age eighty, after a nice quiet life with Percy. Yes, that sounded good."

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Donna Grant

"But you will win a fabulous honor!" Nike reached into a basket at her side and produced a wreath of thick green laurels. "This crown of leaves could be yours! You can wear it on your head! Think of the glory!"

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Donna Grant

"O my brothers, I dedicate and direct you to a new nobility: you shall become procreators and cultivators and sowers of the future - verily, not to a nobility that you might buy like shopkeepers and with shopkeepers' gold: for whatever has its price has little value. Not whence you came shall henceforth constitute your honor, but whither you are going! Your will and your foot which has a will to go over and beyond yourselves - that shall constitute your new honor."

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Donna Grant

"Serving others is a high honour in the spiritual realm."

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Donna Grant

"There is no worship for God without the honor of fellow man."

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Donna Grant

"We are only qualified for God's glory when we glorify people."

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Donna Grant

"When you celebrate a person, you are celebrating the creator of that person."

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Edward Fitzgerald
"The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop, The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one."

Life

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Edward Fitzgerald
"The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it."

Happiness

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Edward Fitzgerald
"If you can prove to me that one miracle took place, I will believe he is a just God who damned us all because a woman ate an apple."

God

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Edward Fitzgerald
"Taste is the feminine of genius."

Genius

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Edward Fitzgerald
"There was the Door to which I found no key; There was the Veil through which I might see."

Opportunity

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Edward Fitzgerald
"Strange, is it not? That of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road Which to discover we must travel too."

Travel

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Edward Fitzgerald
"I come like Water, and like Wind I go."

Water

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Edward Fitzgerald
"A book of verses underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread-and thou."

Friendship

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Edward Fitzgerald
"I am all for the short and merry life."

Life

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Edward Fitzgerald
"I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head."

Gardening

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