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Wild oats will get sown some time, and one of the arts of life is to sow them at the right time.
Richard Le Gallienne
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Richard Le Gallienne
Age: 81 †
Born: 1866
Born: January 20
Died: 1947
Died: September 15
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City of Liverpool
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Modern science, then, so far from being an enemy of romance, is seen on every hand to be its sympathetic and resourceful friend, its swift and irresistible helper in its serious need, and an indulgent minister to its lighter fancies.
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If Romeo and Juliet make a tragedy of it nowadays, they have only to blame their own mismanagement, for the world is with them as it has never been before, and all sensible fathers and mothers know it.
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Races and nations are thus ever ready to believe the worst of one another.
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Happy is the man who loves the woods and waters, Brother to the grass and well beloved of Pan The earth shall be his, and all her laughing daughters. Happy the man.
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Though actually the work of man's hands - or, more properly speaking, the work of his travelling feet, - roads have long since come to seem so much a part of Nature that we have grown to think of them as a feature of the landscape no less natural than rocks and trees.
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Celestial spirit that doth roll The heart's sepulchral stone away, Be this our resurrection day, The singing Easter of the soul - O gentle Master of the Wise, Teach us to say: I will arise.
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To all of us the thought of heaven is dear -Why not be sure of it and make it here?No doubt there is a heaven yonder too,But 'tis so far away - and you are near.Men talk of heaven, - there is no heaven but hereMen talk of hell, - there is no hell but hereMen of hereafters talk, and future lives,O love, there is no other life - but here.
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There is something mean in human nature that prefers to think evil, that gives a willing ear and a ready welcome to calumny, a sort of jealousy of goodness and greatness and things of good report.
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Be it whim or emergency, the modern laboratory is equally at the service of romance, equally ready to gratify mankind with a torpedo or a toy.
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The beauty we love is very silent. It smiles softly to itself, but never speaks.
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Nature is forever arriving and forever departing, forever approaching, forever vanishing but in her vanishings there seems to be ever the waving of a hand, in all her partings a promise of meetings farther along the road.
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Organized Christianity has probably done more to retard the ideals that were its founder's than any other agency in the world.
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It is curious how, from time immemorial, man seems to have associated the idea of evil with beauty, shrunk from it with a sort of ghostly fear, while, at the same time drawn to it by force of its hypnotic attraction.
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All myths that are something more than fancies gain rather than lose in value with time, by reason of the accretions of human experience.
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We also maintain - again with perfect truth - that mystery is more than half of beauty, the element of strangeness that stirs the senses through the imagination.
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