It was a harder day's journey than yesterday's, for there were long and weary hills to climb; and in journeys, as in life, it is a great deal easier to go down hill than up. However, they kept on, with unabated perseverance, and the hill has not yet lifted its face to heaven that perseverance will not gain the summit of at last.
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Nicholas Nickleby
by
Charles Dickens
"Hope to the last!" said Newman, clapping him on the back. "Always hope; that's dear boy. Never leave off hoping; it don't answer. Do you mind me, Nick? it don't answer. Don't leave a stone unturned. It's always something, to know you've done the most you could. But, don't leave off hoping, or it's of no use doing anything. Hope, hope, to the last!"
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Nicholas Nickleby
by
Charles Dickens
"If our affections be tried, our affections are our consolation and comfort; and memory, however sad, is the best and purest link between this world and a better."
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Nicholas Nickleby
by
Charles Dickens
"The sun does not shine upon this fair earth to meet frowning eyes, depend upon it."
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Nicholas Nickleby
by
Charles Dickens
"Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful."
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Measure for Measure
by
William Shakespeare
"Love has no age, no limit; and no death."
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The Forsyte Saga
by
John Galsworthy
"No one is useless in this world," retorted the Secretary, "who lightens the burden of it for any one else."
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Our Mutual Friend
by
Charles Dickens
"I say that the strongest principle of growth lies in human choice."
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Daniel Deronda
by
George Eliot
Miss Morstan and I stood together, and her hand was in mine. A wondrous subtle thing is love, for here were we two who had never seen each other before that day, between whom no word or even look of affection had ever passed, and yet now in an hour of trouble our hands instinctively sought for each other. I have marvelled at it since, but at the time it seemed the most natural thing that I should go out to her so, and, as she has often told me, there was in her also the instinct to turn to me for comfort and protection. So we stood hand in hand, like two children, and there was peace in our hearts for all the dark things that surrounded us.
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The Sign of The Four
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
It is to the credit of human nature that, except where its selfishness is brought into play, it loves more readily than it hates.
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The Scarlet Letter
by
Nathaniel Hawthorne