| He who writes prose builds his temple to Fame in rubble; he who writes verses builds it in granite. |
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- Edward George Bulwer-Lytton |
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| Fate laughs at probabilities. |
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- Edward George Bulwer-Lytton |
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| Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies. |
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- Edward George Bulwer-Lytton |
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| We live longer than our forefathers; but we suffer more from a thousand artificial anxieties and cares. They fatigued only the muscles, we exhaust the finer strength of the nerves. |
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- Edward George Bulwer-Lytton |
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| It is not by the gray of the hair that one knows the age of the heart. |
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- Edward George Bulwer-Lytton |
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| Anger ventilated often hurries toward forgiveness; and concealed often hardens into revenge. |
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- Edward George Bulwer-Lytton |
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| The best teacher is the one who suggests rather than dogmatizes, and inspires his listener with the wish to teach himself. |
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- Edward George Bulwer-Lytton |
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