'T is sweet, as year by year we lose
Friends out of sight, in faith to muse
How grows in Paradise our store.
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Burial of the Dead reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).John Keble
It seems to me as good as certain that we cannot get the upper hand against England. The English the best race in the world cannot lose! We, however, can lose and shall lose, if not this year then next year. The thought that our race is going to be beaten depresses me terribly, because I am completely German.
Ludwig Wittgenstein
No, I dont mean love, when I say patriotism. I mean fear. The fear of the other. And its expressions are political, not poetical: hate, rivalry, aggression. It grows in us, that fear. It grows in us year by year.
Ursula K. Le Guin
Friends,
I am only merry for an hour or two
Upon a birthday: if this life of ours
Be a good glad thing, why should we make us merry
Because a year of it is gone? but Hope
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come
Whispering 'It will be happier;' and old faces
Press round us, and warm hands close with warm hands,
And thro' the blood the wine leaps to the brain
Like April sap to the topmost tree, that shoots
New buds to heaven, whereon the throstle rock'd
Sings a new song to the new year and you,
Strike up a song, my friends, and then to bed.Alfred (Lord) Tennyson
I lost faith in the Oscars the first year I was a movie critic the year that Bonnie and Clyde didn't win.
Roger Ebert
No matter how corrupt and unjust a convict may be, he loves fairness more than anything else. If the people placed over him are unfair, from year to year he lapses into an embittered state characterized by an extreme lack of faith.
Anton Chekhov
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