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At the beginning I was only a little mass of possibilities. It was my teacher who unfolded and developed them.
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At the beginning I was only a little mass of possibilities. It was my teacher who unfolded and developed them.
To sleep is to strain and purify our emotions, to deposit the mud of life, to calm the fever of the soul
In what concerns you much, do not think that you have companions: know that you are alone in the world.
My saddest and most genuine sorrows are apt to be but transient regrets.
The place of sorrow is supplied, perchance, by a certain hard and proportionately barren indifference.
Fatal is the discovery that our friend is fallible, that he has prejudices.
I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time.
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer
To be swayed by your fluctuating thoughts and impulses is to be weak and powerless; to rightly control and direct those forces is to be strong and powerful.
Whether one be fearful or fearless, foolish or wise, troubled or serene, within that soul lies the cause of its own state or states, and never without.
Conscious of my own deficiency, I cannot enter on these duties without great anxiety for the result.
Less possessed of your confidence in advance than any of my predecessors, I am deeply conscious of the prospect that I shall stand more and oftener in need of your indulgence.
I seemed to have nothing left to live for.
Have none of my Fellow Creatures an equitable Right to any Part which is called mine?
Running in this Road I found many like myself; and we associated in that which is the reverse of true Friendship.
While I silently ponder on that Change wrought in me, I find no Language equal to it, nor any Means to convey to another a clear Idea of it.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
in the exercise of this high power, we must be ever on our guard, lest we erect our prejudices into legal principles
Have regular hours for work and play, make each day both useful and pleasant, and prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well.
You are like a chestnut burr, prickly outside, but silky-soft within, and a sweet kernal, if one can only get at it. Love will make you show your heart one day, and then the rough burr will fall off.
It is an excellent plan to have some place where we can go to be quiet, when things vex or grieve us.
There’s such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I’m such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn’t be half so interesting.
Well, I don’t want to be anyone but myself, even if I go uncomforted by diamonds all my life
I’m not a bit changed--not really. I’m only just pruned down and branched out. The real me--back here--is just the same.
It would be worth while to win, but she no longer thought life would be insupportable if she did not.
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