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[gratitude Is] The Cheerfulness Of Wisdom.

My Book Should Smell Of Pines And Resound With The Hum Of Insects.

Neither You Nor The World Knows What You Can Do Until You Have Tried.

The World Leaves No Track In Space, And The Greatest Action Of Man No Mark In The Vast Idea.

Romeo, Of Dead, Should Be Cut Up Into Little Stars To Make The Heavens Fine. Life, With This Pair, Has No Other Aim, Asks No More,than Juliet,--than Romeo.