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The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent read more
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends. The friend becomes a traitor by breaking, however unwillingly or sadly, out of our own zone: a hard judgment is passed on him, for all the pleas of the heart.
To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy read more
To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy in the field, than their own hearts in their closet. - Lacon, 1825.
Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while.
Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while.
Silence is one great art of conversation.
Silence is one great art of conversation.
I'm still the little southern girl from the wrong side of the tracks who really didn't feel like she belonged.
I'm still the little southern girl from the wrong side of the tracks who really didn't feel like she belonged.
Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.
Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.
A man has to live with himself, and he should see to it that he always has good company.
A man has to live with himself, and he should see to it that he always has good company.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character. - Among My Books, 1870.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character. - Among My Books, 1870.
To fly from, need not be to hate, makind: All are not fit with them to stir and toil, Nor read more
To fly from, need not be to hate, makind: All are not fit with them to stir and toil, Nor is it discontent to keep the mind Deep in its fountain. - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, 1818.