The dew of compassion is a tear.

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The heart will break, but broken live on.

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This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction.

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I am acquainted with no immaterial sensuality so delightful as good acting.

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But 'why then publish?' There are no rewards Of fame or profit when the world grows weary. I ask in turn why do you play at cards? Why drink? Why read? To make some hour less dreary. It occupies me to turn back regards On what I've seen or pondered, sad or cheery, And what I write I cast upon the stream To swim or sink. I have had at least my dream.

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They used to say that knowledge is power. I used to think so, but I know now they mean money.

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Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

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Life is too short for chess.

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Eat, drink and love...the rest is not worth a nickel

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Adversity is the first path to truth.

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