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But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.
The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.
There are occasions when it is undoubtedly better to incur loss than to make gain.
There are occasions when it is undoubtedly better to incur loss than to make gain.
When wealth is lost, nothing is lost; when health is lost, something is lost; when character is lost, all is read more
When wealth is lost, nothing is lost; when health is lost, something is lost; when character is lost, all is lost.
One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay read more
One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay is the loss of that most cherished birthright of man's privacy.
That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning read more
That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning wore
To evening, but some heart did break.
We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never read more
We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never be restored.
[Lat., Periere mores, jus, decus, pietas, fides,
Et qui redire nescit, cum perit, pudor.]
Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of read more
Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of losing you.
Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.
Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.