"One impulse from a vernal wood

The child is the father of man.

The child is father of the man.

Reality, the oppressor's tongue.

Even God cannot change the past.

Education forms the common mind.

On wrongs swift vengeance waits.

Wit is the lowest form of humor.

At ev'ry word a reputation dies.

Everything is sweetened by risk.

A beam in darkness: let it grow.

Life is brief but love is LONG .

And every dew-drop paints a bow.

The many fail: the one succeeds.

Either sex alone is half itself.

My mind is clouded with a doubt.

Tho' much is taken, much abides.

Mind is shapely, Art is shapely.

I'm ensuring my place in heaven.

The very shadows seem to listen.

Lava bread makes you passionate.

Grief is a process, not a state.

In a dream you are never eighty.

I never wanted to be a pop star.

Peace the offspring is of Power.

Nothing is sacred to a gamester.

First the grub, then the morals.

A great book is like great evil.

Race ain't nothing but a number.

Always be a poet, even in prose.

A silent mouth is sweet to hear.

The beautiful is always bizarre.

We are all born marked for evil.

Life's as kind as you let it be.

sometimes I hate you," she said.

Love breaks my bones and I laugh

great books are the ones we need

On the four aces doom'd to roll.

To copy faults is want of sense.

... me He now delights to spare.

My heart is like a singing bird.

Obedience is the fruit of faith.

The covetous man is always poor.

Virtue is indeed its own reward.

Here is a fine field for talent.

He listens well who takes notes.

I love to doubt as well as know.

memory is a storm I can't repel.

People are more fun than anyone.

Brevity is the soul of lingerie.

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