There may be a great fire in our hearts yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke.
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In spite of everything I shall rise again: I will take up my pencil which I have forsaken in my great discouragement and I will go on with my drawing.
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The great thing in the world is not so much where we stand as in what direction we are moving.
