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| Silence | But silence never shows itself to so great an advantage, as when it is made the reply to calumny and defamation, provided that we give no just occasion for them. |
| Sleep | What means this heaviness that hangs upon me? This lethargy that creeps through all my senses? Nature, oppress'd and harrass'd out with care, Sinks down to rest. |
| Soul | What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to the soul. |
| Soul | But thou shall flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the wars of elements, The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds. |
| Sound | A thousand trills and quivering sounds In airy circles o'er us fly, Till, wafted by a gentle breeze, They faint and languish by degrees, And at a distance die. |
| Speech | I have but nine-pence in ready money, but I can draw for a thousand pounds. |
| Spirits | Why, a spirit is such a little, little thing, that I have heard man, who was a great scholar, say that he'll dance ye a hornpipe upon the point of a needle. |
| Stars | The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. Forever singing, as they shine, The hand that made us is divine. |
| Storms | Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm. |
| Study | Our delight in any particular study, art, or science rises and improves in proportion to the application which we bestow upon it. Thus, what was at first an exercise becomes at length an entertainment. |
| Stupidity | We are growing serious, and, let me tell you, that's the very next step to being dull. |
| Stupidity | Antidotes are what you take to prevent dotes. |
| Stupidity | Artificial intelligence will never be a match for natural stupidity. |
| Success | 'Tis not in mortals to command success, But we'll do more, Sempronius,-- We'll deserve it. |
| Tradition | Tradition is an important help to history, but its statements should be carefully scrutinized before we rely on them. |
| Treason | Is there not some chosen curse, Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin? |
| Treason | Is there not some chosen curse, some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man who owes his greatness to his country's ruin! |
| Variety | Amidst the soft variety I'm lost. |
| Virtue | Curse on his virtues! they've undone his country. |
| Virtue | Sweet are the slumbers of the virtuous man! |
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