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We never discover the value of things till we have lost them.

Dinah Maria Murlock Craik

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Now, I have nothing to say against uncles in general. They are usually very excellent people, and very convenient to little boys and girls.
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Silence sweeter is than speech.
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Society, in the aggregate, is no fool. It is astonishing what an amount of eccentricity it will stand from anybody who takes the bull by the horns, too fearless or too indifferent to think of consequences.
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absence ... smothers into decay a rootless fancy but often nourishes the least seed of a true affection into full-flowering love.
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A lost love. Deny it who will, ridicule it, treat it as mere imagination and sentiment, the thing is and will be and women do suffer therefrom, in all its infinite varieties: loss by death, by faithlessness or unworthiness, and by mistaken or unrequited affection.
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There are no judgments so harsh as those of the erring, the inexperienced, and the young.
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O how beautiful is morning! How the sunbeams strike the daisies And the kingcups fill the meadow Like a golden-shielded army Marching to the uplands fair.
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It may often be noticed, the less virtuous people are, the more they shrink away from the slightest whiff of the odour of un-sanctity. The good are ever the most charitable, the pure are the most brave.
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O, the mulberry-tree is of trees the queen! Bare long after the rest are green But as time steals onwards, while none perceives Slowly she clothes herself with leaves.
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We have not to construct human nature afresh, but to take it as we find it, and make the best of it.
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Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor to measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together.
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Keep what is worth keeping and with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.
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The present only is a man's possession the past is gone out of his hand wholly, irrevocably. He may suffer from it, learn from it,--in degree, perhaps, expiate it but to brood over it is utter madness.
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Unless a woman has a decided pleasure and facility in teaching, an honest knowledge of everything she professes to impart, a liking for children, and, above all, a strong moral sense of her responsibility towards them, for her to attempt to enroll herself in the scholastic order is absolute profanation.
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Every man for himself, and the Devil take the hindmost.
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O the green things growing, the green things growing, The faint sweet smell of the green things growing! I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve, Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing.
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Loud wind, strong wind, sweeping o'er the mountains, Fresh wind, free wind, blowing from the sea, Pour forth thy vials like streams from airy mountains, Draughts of life to me.
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O blest one hour like this! to rise And see grief's shadows backward roll While bursts on unaccustomed eyes The glad Aurora of the soul.
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A secret at home is like rocks under tide.
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With faces like dead lovers who died true.
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