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When the wise remain silent, the ignorant takes the throne. —Anonymous

l have seen the graves of those who didn't fight fearing they will die. —Che Guevara

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The man who moves a mountain begins by carrying away small stones. —Confucius

It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness. —Leo Tolstoy, The Kreutzer Sonata

If we are not ashamed to think it, we should not be ashamed to say it. —Cicero

Whatever begins in anger, ends in shame. —Benjamin Franklin

To know the road ahead, ask those coming back. —Chinese proverb

Be thankful for the people who spoke to the winner in you before you started winning. —Anonymous

We should forgive our enemies, but not before they are hanged. —Heinrich Heine

Suffer the pain of discipline, or suffer the pain of regret. —Jim Rohn

I will live, even if life betrays me and I will dream, even if dreams abandon me. –Mahmoud Darwish

"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed–and gazed–but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils." – William Wordsworth