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As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages
Alas, how love can trifle with itself!
A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser
A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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