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When you make a mistake, don't look back at it long. Take the reason of the thing into your mind read more
When you make a mistake, don't look back at it long. Take the reason of the thing into your mind and then look forward. Mistakes are lessons of wisdom. The past cannot be changed. The future is yet in your power.
Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest read more
Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers
Will ne'er make grow againe.
What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together read more
What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring you to this very moment. And this is the moment you can choose to make everything new. Right now.
The more unpredictable the world is the more we rely on predictions.
The more unpredictable the world is the more we rely on predictions.
May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future
May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future
The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is
found in the effect was already in the read more
The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is
found in the effect was already in the cause.
Once social change begins, it cannot be reversed. You cannot uneducate the person who has learned to read. You cannot read more
Once social change begins, it cannot be reversed. You cannot uneducate the person who has learned to read. You cannot humiliate the person who feels pride. You cannot oppress the people who are not afraid anymore. We have seen the future, and the future is ours.
The present is big with the future.
[Fr., Le present est gros de l'avenir.]
The present is big with the future.
[Fr., Le present est gros de l'avenir.]
Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
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Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
Wears the hours away!
Languidly the Autumn wind
Stirs the forest leaves,
From the field the reapers sing
Binding up their sheaves:
And a proverb haunts my mind
As a spell is cast,
"The mill cannot grind
With the water that is past."
