The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonised the whole — And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!

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Adversity is the first path to truth.

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Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.

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Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.

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Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

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There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.

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A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.

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Nothing so fretful, so despicable as a Scribbler, see what I am, and what a parcel of Scoundrels I have brought about my ears, and what language I have been obliged to treat them with to deal with them in their own way; - all this comes of Authorship.

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Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe;... Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties - give me a cigar!

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There is music in all things, if men had ears.

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