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You cannot hammer a girl into anything. She grows as a flower does, she will wither without sun; she will read more
You cannot hammer a girl into anything. She grows as a flower does, she will wither without sun; she will decay in her sheath as a narcissus will if you do not give her air enough; she might fall and defile her head in dust if you leave her without help at some moments in her life; but you cannot fetter her; she must take her own fair form and way if she take any.
The gem cannot be polished without friction, not a man perfected without trials.
The gem cannot be polished without friction, not a man perfected without trials.
Sit down before fact as a little child, be prepared to give up every preconceived notion, follow humbly wherever and read more
Sit down before fact as a little child, be prepared to give up every preconceived notion, follow humbly wherever and to whatever abyss nature leads, or you shall learn nothing.
We grow because we struggle, we learn and overcome.
We grow because we struggle, we learn and overcome.
Intellectual growth should commence at birth and cease only at death
Intellectual growth should commence at birth and cease only at death
If we're growing, we're always going to be out of our comfort zone.
If we're growing, we're always going to be out of our comfort zone.
'Ay,' quoth my uncle Gloucester,
'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace.'
And since, methinks, read more
'Ay,' quoth my uncle Gloucester,
'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace.'
And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast,
Because sweet flow'rs are slow and weeds make haste.
Any life, no matter how long and complex it may be, is made up of a single moment - the read more
Any life, no matter how long and complex it may be, is made up of a single moment - the moment in which a man finds out, once and for all, who he is.
The art of progress is to preserve order amid change, and to preserve change amid order. Life refuses to be read more
The art of progress is to preserve order amid change, and to preserve change amid order. Life refuses to be embalmed alive.