A collection of quotes that have inspired, moved, and stayed with me.
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Quote – Samuel Johnson
The chains of habit are too weak to be felt until they are too strong to be broken. – Samuel Johnson
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Quote – Harry Emerson Fosdick
He who cannot rest, cannot work; He who cannot let go, cannot hold on; He who cannot find his footing, cannot go forward. – Harry Emerson Fosdick
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Quote – T.S.Eliot
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. – T.S.Eliot, an excerpt from “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
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Quote – Oscar Wilde
Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them. – Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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Quote – Francis Bacon
If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubt. But if he will be content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties. – Francis Bacon
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Quote – Thomas A. Edison
Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. – Thomas A. Edison
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Quote – Nelson Mandela
It always seems impossible until it’s done. – Nelson Mandela
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Quote – Voltaire
God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh. – Voltaire
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Quote – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Then indecision brings its own delays, And days are lost lamenting over lost days. Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute: What you can do, or dream you can, begin it; Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it. Only engage and then the mind grows heated; Begin and then the work will be…
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Quote – Friedrich Nietzsche
That which needs to be proved cannot be worth much. – Friedrich Nietzsche
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Quote – Bernard Edmonds
To dream anything that you want to dream. That is the beauty of the human mind. To do anything that you want to do. That is the strength of the human will. To trust yourself to test your limits. That is the courage to suceed. – Bernard Edmonds
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Quote – Khalil Gibran
Every man is two men; one is awake in the darkness, the other asleep in the light. — Khalil Gibran, Sand And Foam
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Quote – William Arthur Ward
Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I may not forgive you. Encourage me, and I may not forget you. Love me, and I may be forced to love you. – William Arthur Ward
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“Sonnet 40”
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all: What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call— All mine was thine before thou hadst this more. Then if for my love thou my love receivest, I cannot blame thee for my love thou…
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“Sonnet 65”
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea But sad mortality o’er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower? O, how shall summer’s honey breath hold out Against the wrackful siege of batt’ring days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor…
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“The Road Not Taken”
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy…
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Quote – William Arthur Ward
If you can imagine it, You can achieve it. If you can dream it, You can become it. – William Arthur Ward
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“Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind”
Blow, blow, thou winter wind. Thou art not so unkind As man’s ingratitude. Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho, sing heigh-ho, unto the green holly. Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then heigh-ho, the holly. This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze,…
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Quote – Aristotle
Thus all the actions of men must necessarily be referred to seven causes: chance, nature, compulsion, habit, reason, anger, and desire. – Aristotle, Rhetoric (Book 1, Chapter 10)
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“Elegy V: His Picture”
Here take my picture; though I bid farewell Thine, in my heart, where my soul dwells, shall dwell. ‘Tis like me now, but I dead, ’twill be more When we are shadows both, than ’twas before. When weather-beaten I come back, my hand Perhaps with rude oars torn, or sun beams tann’d, My face and…