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For take thy ballaunce if thou be so wise,
And weigh the winds that under heaven doth blow;
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For take thy ballaunce if thou be so wise,
And weigh the winds that under heaven doth blow;
Or weigh the light that in the east doth rise;
Or weigh the thought that from man's mind doth flow.
The next time you go out to a smoking party, young feller, fill
your pipe with that 'ere reflection.
The next time you go out to a smoking party, young feller, fill
your pipe with that 'ere reflection.
In water one sees one's own face; But in wine one beholds the heart of another
In water one sees one's own face; But in wine one beholds the heart of another
Democracy is the art of thinking independently together
Democracy is the art of thinking independently together
Do not mix de galloping of your horse, my knight, with the beating of your heart.
Do not mix de galloping of your horse, my knight, with the beating of your heart.
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit read more
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in read more
Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in joy? Is it not in mercy then that sorrow is allotted unto us?
There are two distinct classes of what are called thoughts: those that we produce in ourselves by reflection and the read more
There are two distinct classes of what are called thoughts: those that we produce in ourselves by reflection and the act of thinking, and those that bolt into the mind of their own accord
The solitary side of our nature demands leisure for reflection
upon subjects on which the dash and whirl of read more
The solitary side of our nature demands leisure for reflection
upon subjects on which the dash and whirl of daily business, so
long as its clouds rise thick about us, forbid the intellect to
fasten itself.