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" The human voice is the organ of the soul. "
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Human Voice
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" Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. "
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" Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit. "
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" Youth comes but once in a lifetime. "
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" If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody. "
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" I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets. "
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" Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion. "
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" The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books. "
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" Music is the universal language of mankind. "
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" For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art. "
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" A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child. "
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" Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind. "
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" The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service. "
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" Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted. "
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" Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart. "
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" It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun. "
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" The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized. "
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" Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose. "
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" They who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer. "
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" Evil is only good perverted. "
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" Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find. "
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" Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone. "
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" The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy. "
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" Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions. "
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" Into each life some rain must fall. "
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" The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art. "
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" Build today, then strong and sure, With a firm and ample base; And ascending and secure. Shall tomorrow find its place. "
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" Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. "
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