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Behold, we live through all things,--famine, thirst,
Bereavement, pain; all grief and misery,
All woe and sorrow; read more
Behold, we live through all things,--famine, thirst,
Bereavement, pain; all grief and misery,
All woe and sorrow; life inflicts its worst
On soul and body,--but we cannot die,
Though we be sick, and tired, and faint, and worn,--
Lo, all things can be borne!
When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old read more
When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.
To live you have to experiment, to have the ability to experiment you have to have confidence, to have confidence read more
To live you have to experiment, to have the ability to experiment you have to have confidence, to have confidence you have to be loved, to be loved you have to love
A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions.
A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions.
It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise
It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise
One of the greatest moments in anybody's developing experience is when he no longer tries to hide from himself but read more
One of the greatest moments in anybody's developing experience is when he no longer tries to hide from himself but determines to get acquainted with himself as he really is
Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first, the lesson afterwards
Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first, the lesson afterwards
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.
What man would be wise, let him drink of the river
That bears on his bosom the record of read more
What man would be wise, let him drink of the river
That bears on his bosom the record of time;
A message to him every wave can deliver
To teach him to creep till he knows how to climb.