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... lives on , suffers more of them , and yet finds that he is not overwhelmed , he learns to reduce them to their right dimensions , and is able , with sufficient self - possession , to let each of them teach some useful lesson to him ...
... lives on , suffers more of them , and yet finds that he is not overwhelmed , he learns to reduce them to their right dimensions , and is able , with sufficient self - possession , to let each of them teach some useful lesson to him ...
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... live a little longer , and he will come to see that this is not so . Slowly through the summer he will begin to dis- cern a change ; until at last he can contrast the days and nights of winter with the days and nights of summer , and ...
... live a little longer , and he will come to see that this is not so . Slowly through the summer he will begin to dis- cern a change ; until at last he can contrast the days and nights of winter with the days and nights of summer , and ...
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... live no longer . If we die in our sins , we shall be obliged to live again on the earth ; and it will not be , perhaps , till after many lives that the necessity for fresh births will be exhausted . But when we have attained perfection ...
... live no longer . If we die in our sins , we shall be obliged to live again on the earth ; and it will not be , perhaps , till after many lives that the necessity for fresh births will be exhausted . But when we have attained perfection ...
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... live by , would be simply to talk non- sense . What the What the very existence of a moral system implies is , that whatever may be our personal inclinations naturally , there is some common pat- tern to which they should be all ...
... live by , would be simply to talk non- sense . What the What the very existence of a moral system implies is , that whatever may be our personal inclinations naturally , there is some common pat- tern to which they should be all ...
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... the whole founda- tion on which my life was constructed fell down . The end had ceased to charm , and how could there ever again be any interest in the means ? • • · I seemed to have nothing left to live for .. 50 Is Life Worth Living ?
... the whole founda- tion on which my life was constructed fell down . The end had ceased to charm , and how could there ever again be any interest in the means ? • • · I seemed to have nothing left to live for .. 50 Is Life Worth Living ?
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action admit altogether amongst answer arguments belief brain Buddhism Catholic Christian Church claims conceive condemn condition consciousness consider creed denial deny doctrine dogmas doubt dream earth essential dignity eternal evil existence eyes fact faith feeling force Frederic Harrison future George Eliot give heaven highest human imagination instance intellectual intense J. S. Mill kind of happiness Leslie Stephen less live logic look man's matter Matthew Arnold meaning modern moral end mystery natural theism ness never once plain pleasure posi positive moralists positive school positivism positivists possible present profess Professor Huxley Protestant Protestantism purgatory question realise reason religion religious revealed sacred seems seen sense social spirit Stephen struggle supernatural supposed teaching tell Theophile Gautier thing thinkers thought tion true truth Tyndall vague Venus Anadyomene virtue whilst whole words worth
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Page 191 - Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine ; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo ! thy dread empire, Chaos ! is restored ; Light dies before thy uncreating word ; Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall, And universal darkness buries all.
Page 86 - This is life to come, Which martyred men have made more glorious For us who strive to follow. May I reach That purest heaven, be to other souls The cup of strength in some great agony, Enkindle generous ardor, feed pure love, Beget the smiles that have no cruelty — Be the sweet presence of a good diffused, And in diffusion ever more intense. So shall I join the choir invisible Whose music is the gladness of the world.
Page 159 - While all melts under our feet, we may well catch at any exquisite passion, or any contribution to knowledge that seems by a lifted horizon to set the spirit free for a moment, or any stirring of the senses, strange dyes, strange colours, and curious odours, or work of the artist's hands, or the face of one's friend.
Page 119 - A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at ! Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence...
Page 173 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Page ix - For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts ; even one thing befalleth them : as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath ; so that a man hath no pre-eminence above a beast : for all is vanity. All go unto one place ; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
Page 50 - Suppose that all your objects in life were realized; that all the changes in institutions and opinions which you are looking forward to could be completely effected at this very instant; would this be a great joy and happiness to you ?' And an irrepressible self-consciousness distinctly answered,
Page 315 - Behold, I go forward, but he is not there ; and backward, but I cannot perceive him : on the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him : he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him : but he knoweth the way that I take : when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Page 257 - Think (he used to say) of a being who would make a Hell — who would create the human race with the infallible foreknowledge, and therefore with the intention, that the great majority of them were to be consigned to horrible and everlasting torment.
Page 86 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.