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We think too much and feel too little.

I was happier before, when I lead a normal life.

You try to avoid the mistakes you made in the past.

The scattered tea goes with the leaves and every day a sunset dies.

You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.

I always looked upon the acts of racist exclusion, or insult, as pitiable, from the other person. I never absorbed that. I always thought that there was something deficient about such people.

Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.

I obsess too much.

It is inevitable that those to whom is vouchsafed a long life of usefulness should outlive the friends of their youth.