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Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
No evil is without its compensation. The less money, the less trouble; the less favor, the less envy. Even in read more
No evil is without its compensation. The less money, the less trouble; the less favor, the less envy. Even in those cases which put us out of wits, it is not the loss itself, but the estimate of the loss that troubles us.
What you lend is lost; when you ask for it back, you may find a
friend made an enemy read more
What you lend is lost; when you ask for it back, you may find a
friend made an enemy by your kindness. If you begin to press him
further, you have the choice of two things--either to lose your
loan or lose your friend.
[Lat., Si quis mutuum quid dederit, sit pro proprio perditum;
Cum repetas, inimicum amicum beneficio invenis tuo.
Si mage exigere cupias, duarum rerum exoritur optio;
Vel illud, quod credideris perdas, vel illum amicum, amiseris.]
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil read more
In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil ~~Must be draggin' you along
When wealth is lost, nothing is lost;
When health is lost, something is lost;
When character is read more
When wealth is lost, nothing is lost;
When health is lost, something is lost;
When character is lost, all is lost!
Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what read more
Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what you have left.
The acknowledgment of our weakness is the first step toward repairing our loss.
The acknowledgment of our weakness is the first step toward repairing our loss.
What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it’s gone.
What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it’s gone.
