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Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....
Be still sad heart and cease repining; Behind the clouds the sun is shining, Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life a little rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
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