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None but the brave and beautiful can love.
Philip James Bailey
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Philip James Bailey
Age: 86 †
Born: 1816
Born: April 22
Died: 1902
Died: September 6
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Fine thoughts are wealth, for the right use of which Men are and ought to be accountable,-- If not to Thee, to those they influence.
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Naught but God Can satisfy the soul.
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Hell is more bearable than nothingness.
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Words are the motes of thought, and nothing more.
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Life is as serious a thing as death.
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Write to the mind and heart, and let the ear Glean after what it can.
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Where doubt there truth is - 'tis her shadow.
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He who has most of heart knows most of sorrow.
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Life's but a means unto an end, that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things--God.
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Stars which stand as thick as dewdrops on the field of heaven.
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Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.
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The truth is perilous never to the true, Nor knowledge to the wise and to the fool, And to the false, error and truth alike, Error is worse than ignorance.
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Application is the price to be paid for mental acquisition. To have the harvest, we must sow the seed.
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Music tells no truths.
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Grief hallows hearts, even while it ages heads.
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The dew, 'Tis of the tears which stars weep, sweet with joy.
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