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“Youth ends when egotism does; maturity begins when one lives for others.”
― Hermann Hesse, Gertrude

“There is no reason why a king should be rich or a rich man should be a king, no reason at all.”
― Gertrude Stein, Ida

“The Maker of the universe with stars a hundred thousand light-years apart was interested, furious, and very personal about it if a small boy played baseball on Sunday afternoon.”
― Sinclair Lewis, Elmer Gantry

“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.”
― Bernard M. Baruch

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
― Albert Einstein

“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
― Maya Angelou

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“It is the most insignificant moments, where there is nothing to show, nothing to tell, that are the most beautiful.”
― Antoine Leiris, Vous n'aurez pas ma haine

“It's not a question of getting the opportunities, it's a question of noticing that opportunities are there.”
― John Sexton

“My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time. These memories, which are my life—for we possess nothing certainly except the past—were always with me. Like the pigeons of St. Mark’s, they were everywhere, under my feet, singly, in pairs, in little honey-voiced congregations, nodding, strutting, winking, rolling the tender feathers of their necks, perching sometimes, if I stood still, on my shoulder or pecking a broken biscuit from between my lips; until, suddenly, the noon gun boomed and in a moment, with a flutter and sweep of wings, the pavement was bare and the whole sky above dark with a tumult of fowl. Thus it was that morning.”
― Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited

“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.”
― Pablo Neruda

“I felt shame - I see this clearly, now - at the instinctive recognition in myself of an awful enfeebling fatalism, a sense that the great outcomes were but randomly connected to our endeavors, that life was beyond mending, that love was loss, that nothing worth saying was sayable, that dullness was general, that disintegration was irresistible.”
― Joseph O'Neill, Netherland