Fair words gladden so many a heart. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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I grew up in Doraville, Georgia and I ate barbecued ribs and chicken fried steak, and all kinds of cheesy grits, you know, and I never even thought twice about it.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Fair words gladden so many a heart.

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Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds.

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Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.

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A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books.

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It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.

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If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

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I grew up in Doraville, Georgia and I ate barbecued ribs and chicken fried steak, and all kinds of cheesy grits, you know, and I never even thought twice about it.

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