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How blessings brighten as they take their flight.
There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Read nature; nature is a friend to truth.
An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.
A Christian is the highest style of man.
Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.
By all means use some time to be alone.
A friend is worth all hazards we can run.
Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.
The future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done.
The weak have remedies, the wise have joys; superior wisdom is superior bliss.
The house of laughter makes a house of woe.