The sword outwears its sheath, and the soul wears out the breast. And the heart must pause to breathe, and love itself have rest.
Lord Byron
Let us not unman each other; part at once; all farewells should be sudden, when forever
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For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
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I'll publish, right or wrong: / Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
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I have always believed that all things depended upon Fortune, and nothing upon ourselves.
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It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter; yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted to the voice of friendship
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The best of prophets of the future is the past
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Talent may be in time forgiven, but genius never
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Oh, nature's noblest gift, my grey goose quill, Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will, Torn from the parent bird to form a pen, That mighty instrument of little men
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The glory and the nothing of a name
glory
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin.
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Hatred is the madness of the heart
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Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure
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I want a hero: an uncommon want, When every year and month sends forth a new one, Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant, The age discovers he is not the true one; Of such as these I should not care to vaunt, I'll therefore take our ancient frien
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History is the devil's scripture
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