|Name: Philip James Bailey||Find on Amazon India: Link|
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We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not figures on a dial. We should count time by heart throbs. He most lives who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.
America, thou half-brother of the world; with something good and bad of every land.
Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love.
Music tells no truths.
Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade.
Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God; And let each try, by great thoughts and good deeds, To show the most of Heaven he hath in him.
Kindness is wisdom.
Imagination is the air of mind.
The long days are no happier than the short ones.
Art is man’s nature; nature is God’s art.
There is no surer mark of the absence of the highest moral and intellectual qualities than a cold reception of excellence.
Prayer is the spirit speaking truth to Truth.
What men call accident is God’s own part.
Simplicity is natures first step, and the last of art.
Respect is what we owe; love, what we give.
The sole equality on earth is death.
Envy’s a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.