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A violet by a mossy stone

A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye;
Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.
-- Wordsworth

Footfalls echo in the memory

Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door we never opened.... -- T.S. Elliot

The years to come seemed waste of breath

The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
-- last lines of Yeats' "An Irish Airman Foresees His Death" (1919)

Excess on occasion is exhilarating

Excess on occasion is exhilarating. It prevents moderation from acquiring the deadening effect of a habit.
-- W. Somerset Maugham

Anyone can become angry

Anyone can become angry--that is easy. But to be angry with the right person, to the right degree, at the right time, for the right purpose, and in the right way; this is not easy. -- Aristotle

Desire persuades me one way, reason another.

Desire persuades me one way, reason another.
I see the better and approve it, but I follow the worse.
-- Ovid, _Metamorphoses_

The major value in life is not what you get.

The major value in life is not what you get. The major value in life is what you become. -- Jim Rohn

The creation and sale of most art today is pure prostitution.

The creation and sale of most art today is pure prostitution. The comparison is true in every detail. Real art can only rarely be created even by a real artist; like a child in a mother's womb, it is the ripened fruit of his prior life. False art, though, can be ceaselessly produced by craftsmen, according to the dictates of a market. Like a faithful wife who loves her husband, real art does not need any excess decoration; like a prostitute, false art demands to be decorated.

When you grow suspicious of a person

When you grow suspicious of a person and begin a system of espionage upon him, your punishment will be that you will find your suspicions true.
-- Elbert Hubbard (1856-1915), _T

The most important things are the hardest things to say.

The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them--words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away.
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