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The true measure of your credit is not how much others give you; it is how much you give yourself.
The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions—the little soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of a playful raillery, and the countless other infinitessimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling.
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge