guihuomao
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 Posted: Thu 16 Apr - 02:45 Post subject: image du mois |
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In the matter of courage we all have our limits. There never was a hero who did not have his bounds. I suppose it may be said of Nelson and all the others whose courage has been
advertised that there came times in their lives when their bravery knew it had come to its limit.
I have found mine a good many times. Sometimes this was expected--often it was unexpected. I know a man who is not afraid to sleep with a rattle-snake, but you could not get
him to sleep with a safety-razor.
I never had the courage to talk across a long, narrow room. I should be at the end of the room facing all the audience. If I attempt to talk across a room I find myself turning
this way and that, and thus at alternate periods I have part of the audience behind me. You ought never to have any part of the audience behind you; you never can tell what they
are going to do.
I'll sit down.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height to
My wow gold, soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of 1)Being and 2)ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men 3)strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from 4)Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old 5)griefs , and with my childhood’s faith.
I wow gold, love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death 2
Mark Twain
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