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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
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I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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