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The world is a great desert, and we are the travelers.
The world is a great mountain, and we are the climbers.
The world is a great river, and we are the fish.
The world is a great garden, and we are the flowers.
The world is a great play, and we are the actors.
The world is a great song, and we are the singers.
The world is a great dance, and we are the dancers.
The world is a great story, and we are the characters.
The world is a great painting, and we are the colors.
The world is a great symphony, and we are the notes.
The world is a great poem, and we are the verses.
The world is a mirror, and we see in it what we are.
What is the use of running when we are not on the right road?
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Time flies, and draws us with it. The moment in which I am speaking is already far from me.
The awful shadow of some unseen Power floats, though unseen, among us.
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.