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A man gazing at the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road.
Alexander Smith
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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
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Cille Mheàrnaig
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I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.
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To bring the best human qualities to anything like perfection, to fill them with the sweet juices of courtesy and charity, prosperity, or, at all events, a moderate amount of it, is required,--just as sunshine is needed for the ripening of peaches and apricots.
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The discovery of a grey hair when you are brushing out your whiskers of a morning - first fallen flake of the coming snows of age - is a disagreeable thing.
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Vanity in its idler moments is benevolent, is as willing to give pleasure as to take it, and accepts as sufficient reward for its services a kind word or an approving smile.
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A poem round and perfect as a star.
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To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.
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In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines.
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The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
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Fame is but an inscription on a grave, and glory the melancholy blazon on a coffin lid.
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A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
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