Procrastination is the thief of time.
A Christian is the highest style of man.
Wise it is to comprehend the whole.
How blessings brighten as they take their flight.
Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.
The maid that loves goes out to sea upon a shattered plank, and puts her trust in miracles for safety.
Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform.
The man that makes a character, makes foes.
Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.
By all means use some time to be alone.
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 friend is worth all hazards we can run.
Still seems it strange, that thou shouldst live forever? Is it less strange, that thou shouldst live at all? This is a miracle; and that no more.
There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired.
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