The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.

The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.

Alfred Tennyson
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Please give me some good advice... I promise not to follow it.

Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed.

Never stop doing little things for others. Sometimes these little things occupy the biggest part of their hearts.

Try not to become a man of success, but rather try to become a man of value.

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