Category: poet
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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
Robert Frost
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Conscience is God present in man.
Victor Hugo
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Strange – is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.
Horace
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If a man’s fortune does not fit him, it is like the shoe in the story; if too large it trips him up, if too small it pinches him.
Horace
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In the confusion we stay with each other, happy to be together, speaking without uttering a single word.
Walt Whitman
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.
William Blake
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Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
Walter Scott
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Man never thinks himself happy, but when he enjoys those things which others want or desire.
Alexander Pope
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Grow we must, if we outgrow all that loves us.
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.