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Light is, perhaps, the most wonderful of all visible things.
Leigh Hunt
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Leigh Hunt
Age: 74 †
Born: 1784
Born: October 19
Died: 1859
Died: August 28
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Southgate
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James Henry Leigh Hunt
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When moral courage feels that it is in the right, there is no personal daring of which it is incapable.
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The last excessive feelings of delight are always grave.
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With spots of sunny openings, and with nooks To lie and read in, sloping into brooks.
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A large bare forehead gives a woman a masculine and defying look. The word effrontery comes from it. The hair should be brought over such a forehead as vines are trailed over a wall.
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Occupation is the necessary basis of all enjoyment.
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Colors are the smiles of Nature. When they are extremely smiling, and break forth into other beauty besides, they are her laughs.
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The beautiful attracts the beautiful.
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Stolen kisses are always sweetest.
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The same people who can deny others everything are famous for refusing themselves nothing.
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If you are melancholy for the first time, you will find, upon a little inquiry, that others have been melancholy many times, and yet are cheerful now.
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The loveliest hair is nothing, if the wearer is incapable of a grace.
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There is no greater mistake in the world than the looking upon every sort of nonsense as want of sense.
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Nature, at all events, humanly speaking, is manifestly very fond of color for she has made nothing without it. Her skies are blue her fields, green her waters vary with her skies her animals, vegetables, minerals, are all colored. She paints a great any of them in apparently superfluous hues, as if to show the dullest eye how she loves color.
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O scaly, slippery, wet, swift, staring wights, What is 't ye do? what life lead? eh, dull goggles? How do ye vary your vile days and nights? How pass your Sundays? Are ye still but joggles In ceaseless wash? Still nought but gapes and bites, And drinks, and stares, diversified with boggles.
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The very greatest genius, after all, is not the greatest thing in the world, any more than the greatest city in the world is the country or the sky. It is the concentration of some of its greatest powers, but it is not the greatest diffusion of its might. It is not the habit of its success, the stability of its sereneness.
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The person who can be only serious or only cheerful, is but half a man.
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God made both tears and laughter, and both for kind purposes for as laughter enables mirth and surprise to breathe freely, so tears enable sorrow to vent itself patiently. Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair and madness.
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Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles but the magnifying of the one is like looking through a telescope at heavenly objects that of the other, like enlarging monsters with a microscope.
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Part of our good consists in the endeavor to do sorrows away, and in the power to sustain them when the endeavor fails,--to bear them nobly, and thus help others to bear them as well.
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The perfection of conversational intercourse is when the breeding of high life is animated by the fervor of genius.
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