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The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.
Dr. Seuss in I Can Read With My Eyes Shut!
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...
Dr. Seuss in Oh, The Places You'll Go!
Be yourself; everyone else is already taken
Oscar Wilde
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Our struggles do not define us. They refine us. They make us who we want to be.
Unknown
"We were given: Two hands to hold. Two legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find."
Unknown
Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.
William Shakespeare ('The Passionate Pilgrim')
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
William Shakespeare ('Venus and Adonis')
If music be the food of love, play on.
William Shakespeare ('Twelfth Night')
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
W. H. Auden ('Funeral Blues' - 1936)
Ideas are like children, your own are splendid.
Ludvig Holberg