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We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams-- World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: We are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.
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Seathanon,
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But the real test of honor for a man is to live and learn to love himself.
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The wise man strives for awareness. What will happen will happen, and worry will not serve, but anticipation might provide survival.
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The inheritor to the man tie of Macros.
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With a broad grin Amos said, "I'm Captain Trenchard! The Dagger of the Sea! I've sailed the Straits of Darkness on Midwinter's Day! My ship's the Raptor and I've taken her into the Seven Lower Hells, drunk ale with Kahooli, and sailed home again!" The men laughed and cheered at the boast. "My mother was a sea dragon, my father was lightning, and I dance a sailor's jig on my victim's skulls! I fought with the war god, and kissed death hersel..
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Byvaet, chto liubov' obrushivaetsia na nas vnezapno, kak uragan s moria, no poroi rostki ee poiavliaiutsia iz semian druzhby i doveriia. Kto-to kogda-to skazal mne eti slova, i ia ikh zapomnila, no lish' teper' poniala, naskol'ko oni verny!
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a lot of what makes one man a ruler and another not is simply a willingness to be wrong.
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Mara hoarsely found her voice. 'You will take no concubine.' Her tone did not indicate a question. And her husband's steely stillness became answer in itself, until he acknowledged the truth. 'My lady, you are all the woman I could wish in this world. So long as you are at my side, I will have no other.
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The child, who could not have been more than four, kept his eyes fixed upon Nakor, who at last placed his free hand upon the child's face a moment. When he removed it, the child's eyes closed and he slumped against the Isalani's chest. 'He'll sleep. It's better for him. He's too young for such horror.
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We each of us have it within to make ourselves over, if we choose to do so. Most of us not only do not try, but don't even acknowledge that ability to ourselves.
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Vospitannost' sostoit ne v tom, chtoby ne dopuskat' promakhov, a v tom, chtoby ne zamechat' promakhi drugikh!
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Pug nodded. 'What do you fear the most?' Nicholas thought a long moment. 'Of not being as good as I should be.
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Pug nodded. 'What do you fear the most?' Nicholas thought a long moment. 'Of not being as good as I should be.' Pug said, 'Then you stand a chance, Nicholas.
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Days, when the ball of our vision Had eagles that flew unabashed to sun; When the grasp on the bow was decision, And arrow and hand and eye were one; When the Pleasures, like waves to a swimmer, Came heaving for rapture ahead!-- Invoke them, they dwindle, they glimmer As lights over mounds of the dead. --GEORGE MEREDITH "Ode to Youth in Memory"
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