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Showing that if a good face is a letter of recommendation, a good heart is a letter of credit.

In the lexicon of youth, which Fate reserves for a bright manhood, there is no such word As--fail!

Never say "Fail" again.

Who that has loved knows not the tender tale Which flowers reveal, when lips are coy to tell? - Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton, first Baron Lytton,

Fool me no fools.

There is no man so friendless but what he can find a friend sincere enough to tell him disagreeable truths.

Dear Land to which Desire forever flees; Time doth no present to our grasp allow, Say in the fixed Eternal shall we seize At last the fleeting Now?

Two lives that once part, are as ships that divide When, moment on moment, there rushes between The one and the other, a sea;-- Ah, never can fall from the days that have been A gleam on the years that shall be!

Beneath the rule of men entirely great The pen is mightier than the sword.

Sublime Philosophy! Thou art the patriarch's ladder, reaching heaven; And bright with beckoning angels--but alas! We see thee like the patriarch, but in dreams, By the first step,--dull slumbering on the earth.

You speak As one who fed on poetry.

Poets alone are sure of immortality; they are the truest diviners of nature.

If I publish this poem for you, speaking as a trader, I shall be a considerable loser. Did I publish all I admire, out of sympathy with the author, I should be a ruined man.

In science, read, by preference, the newest works; in literature, the oldest. The classic literature is always modern. - Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton, first Baron Lytton,

A reform is a correction of abuses; a revolution is a transfer of power.

Three things are ever silent--Thought, Destiny, and the Grave.

I am as one who is left alone at a banquet, the lights dead and the flowers faded.

Alone!--That worn-out word, So idly spoken, and so coldly heard; Yet all that poets sing, and grief hath known, Of hope laid waste, knells in that word--Alone!

When stars are in the quiet skies, Then most I pine for thee; Bend on me then thy tender eyes, As stars look on the sea.

It is strange so great a statesman should Be so sublime a poet.