22 ordspråk av Philip James Bailey
Philip James Bailey
America, thou half-brother of the world; With something good and bad of every land
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Art is man's nature; nature is God's art
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Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell
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Imagination is the air of mind
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Kindness is wisdom.
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Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God; And let each try, by great thoughts and good deeds, To show the most of Heaven he hath in him
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Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade
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Music tells no truths
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Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love
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Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love
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Prayer is the spirit speaking truth to Truth.
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Respect is what we owe; love, what we give
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Simplicity is natures first step, and the last of art.
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Simplicity is natures first step, and the last of art.
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The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat oneself
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