O may I join the choir invisible
Of those immortal dead who live again
In minds made better by their presence; live
In pulses stirred to generosity,
In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn
For miserable aims that end with self.
In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars,
And with their mild persistence urge man's search
To vaster issues.
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For the great majority of mankind are satisfied with appearance, as though they were realities and are often more influenced read more
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You've got to save your own soul first, and then the souls of
your neighbors if they will let read more
You've got to save your own soul first, and then the souls of
your neighbors if they will let you; and for that reason you must
cultivate, not a spirit of criticism, but the talents that
attract people to the hearing of the Word.
No life
Can be pure in its purpose or strong in its strife
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No life
Can be pure in its purpose or strong in its strife
And all life not be purer and stronger thereby.
He raised a mortal to the skies;
She drew an angel down.
He raised a mortal to the skies;
She drew an angel down.
Be a pattern to others, and then all will go well; for as a whole
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Be a pattern to others, and then all will go well; for as a whole
city is affected by the licentious passions and vices of great
men, so it is likewise reformed by their moderation.
By the golden chain Homer meant nothing else than the sun.
By the golden chain Homer meant nothing else than the sun.
Blessed influence of one true loving human soul on another.
Blessed influence of one true loving human soul on another.
Ah, who could have ever foretold that that little retrousse nose
would change the laws of an empire.
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Ah, who could have ever foretold that that little retrousse nose
would change the laws of an empire.
[Fr., Ah, qui jamais autoir pu dire
Que ce petit nez retrousse
Changerait les lois d'un empire.]
A little leaven leaveneth the whole lump.
A little leaven leaveneth the whole lump.
