Kindness in ourselves is the honey that blunts the sting of unkindness in another.
From Walter Savage Landor
The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.
Music is God's gift to man, the only art of Heaven given to earth, the only art of earth we take to Heaven.
We think that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.
An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof.
Ambition is but avarice on stilts, and masked.
In argument, truth always prevails finally; in politics, falsehood always.
We often fancy that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.
The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.
Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age.
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