If you stop to be kind, you must swerve often from your path.
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Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.
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Saddle your dreams before you ride em.
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The divine egoism hat is genius.
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The past is only the present become invisible and mute; and because it is invisible and mute, its memorized glances and its murmurs are infinitely precious. We are tomorrow's past.
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To many women marriage is only this. It is merely a physical change impinging on their ordinary nature, leaving their mentality untouched, their self-possession intact. They are not burnt by even the red fire of physical passion - far less by the white fi
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We are tomorrow's past.
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