Category: poet
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Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.
Emily Dickinson
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We can’t all do everything.
Virgil
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A word, once sent abroad, flies irrevocably.
Horace
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Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!
Lord Byron
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A few can touch the magic string, and noisy fame is proud to win them: Alas for those that never sing, but die with all their music in them!
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
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The world is always ready to receive talent with open arms. Very often it does not know what to do with genius.
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
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Fidelity is the sister of justice.
Horace
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Many miles away there’s a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake.
Walter Scott
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A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.
Alexander Pope
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Viewed freely, the English language is the accretion and growth of every dialect, race, and range of time, and is both the free and compacted composition of all.
Walt Whitman