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Some day the world will understand that, and the little oases on the windy tops of hills will harbor for healing its ailing, house-weary broods.

With tireless energy and eager zeal, colored women have, since their emancipation, been continuously prosecuting the work of educating and elevating their race, as though upon themselves alone devolved the accomplishment of this great task.

Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy.

Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change

I grew tired and did more harm than good; so, if I met with a difficult point, for example, in algebra, instead of poring over it till I was bewildered, I left it, took my work or some amusing book, and resumed it when my mind was fresh.

I had, and still have, determined perseverance, but I soon found that it was in vain to occupy my mind beyond a certain time.

An honest man’s pillow is his peace of mind, and when you lay down on the pillow at night, no matter who’s in our bed we all sleep alone.

Give others and yourself more credit. It just happened, you witnessed it, you just did it, believe it.

If we stay in process, within ourselves, in the joy of the doing, we will never choke at the finish line.

Instead of denying these fears, declare them, say them out loud, admit them, give them the credit they deserve.

I’d subscribe to the belief that we’re all destined to have to do the thing we fear the most anyway.

Life is a verb. We try our best. We don’t always do our best.

Life is not a popularity contest. Be brave, take the hill but first, answer the question, “What is my hill?”

Life’s not easy…don’t try and make it that way. It’s not fair, it never was, it isn’t now, it won’t ever be.

Most things are more rewarding when you break a sweat to get em.

We give thanks for these things and that gratitude reciprocates, creating more to be thankful for. It’s simple, and it works.

We have created a fictitious ceiling, a roof, to our expectations of ourselves, a limit — where we think it’s all too good to be true.

The other great silences, those of death, grief, or destiny, do not belong to us.

There are men in whose presence the greatest of heroes would not dare to be silent; and even the soul that has nothing to conceal trembles lest another should discover its secret.

There is no silence more docile than the silence of love, and it is indeed the only one that we may claim for ourselves alone.

It is good to enlarge one’s sorrows, since thus does enlargement come to our consciousness, and there, there alone do we truly feel that we live.

Fear is more importunate and insupportable than death itself

Whoever expects punishment already suffers it, and whoever has deserved it expects it.

a man should, at the first approaches, favour their grief and express some approbation of their sorrow

If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.