And so we plough along, as the fly said to the ox.

And so we plough along, as the fly said to the ox.

Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors, than from his ...

Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors, than from his virtues.

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.

For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another ...

For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.

Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long ...

Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.

Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and ...

Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.

All things are symbols.

The soul never grows old.

Resolve and thou art free.

Every human heart is human.

Art is the child of Nature.

Evil is only good perverted.

To be strong is to be happy!

Learn to labour and to wait.

Let us then, be up and doing.

Enthusiasm begets enthusiasm.

Time is the life of the soul.

Death is better than disease.

Tis always morning somewhere.

Even cities have their graves!

Silence is a great peacemaker.

The bravest are the tenderest.

The natural alone is permanent.

Let the dead Past bury its dead!

Books are sepulchres of thought.

A boy's will is the wind's will.

The prayer of Ajax was for light.

Rule by patience, Laughing Water!

Every man has his secret sorrows.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting.

My own thoughts Are my companions.

Defeat may be victory in disguise.

Nothing that is can pause or stay.

Life like an empty dream flits by.

How like they are to human things!

My Book and Heart Shall never part.

Youth comes but once in a lifetime.

Nothing with God can be accidental.

Fair words gladden so many a heart.

The soul...is audible, not visible.

Let us be merciful as well as just.

Into each life some rain must fall.

The young may die, but the old must!

Our faith triumphant o'er our fears.

Love gives itself; it is not bought.

In ourselves are triumph and defeat.

I love thee, as the good love heaven.

Make not thyself the judge of any man.

Balder the Beautiful Is dead, is dead!

Our hearts are lamps for ever burning.

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