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I Know Not How It Is, But During A Voyage I Collect Books As A Ship Does Barnacles.

Noble Souls, Through Dust And Heat, Rise From Disaster And Defeat The Stronger.

The Heart, Like The Mind, Has A Memory. And In It Are Kept The Most Precious Keepsakes.

Decide Not Rashly. The Decision Made Can Never Be Recalled. The Gods Implore Not, Plead Not, Solicit Not; They Only Offer Choice And Occasion, Which Once Being Passed Return No More. Dost Thou Accept The Gift?

The Hearts Of Some Women Tremble Like Leaves At Every Breath Of Love Which Reaches Them, And They Are Still Again. Others, Like The Ocean, Are Moved Only By The Breath Of A Storm, And Not So Easily Lulled To Rest.