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Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.—Bible, Galatians 6:7
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Each loss has its compensation;
There is healing for every pain;
But the bird with the broken pinion
Never soars so high again.—H. BUTTERWORTH, The Broken Pinion
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O Lady! we receive but what we give,
And in our life alone doth Nature live;
Ours is her wedding-garment, ours her shroud!—COLERIDGE, Dejection
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Every sweet has its sour; every evil its good.—EMERSON, Compensation
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For every thing you have missed, you have gained something else; and for every thing you gain, you lose something.—EMERSON, Compensation
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It is a comfort that the medal has two sides. There is much vice and misery in the world, I know; but more virtue and happiness, I believe.—JEFFERSON
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Whatever difference may apĀpear in the fortunes of mankind, there is, nevertheless, a certain compensation of good and evil which makes them equal.—LA ROCHEFOUCAULD, Maxims
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Alas! by some degree of woe,
We every bliss must gain;
The heart can ne'er a transport know
That never feels a pain.—LORD LYTTELTON, Song
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Ashes follow blaze inevitably as death follows life. Misery treads on the heels of joy; anguish rides swift after pleasure.—D. G. MITCHELL, Reveries of a Bachelor
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Whoever tries for great objects must suffer something.—PLUTARCH, Lives
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If you would have a hen lay, you must bear with her cackling.—Proverb
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There is no evil without its compensation. AvariceĀ promises money; luxury, pleasure; ambition, a purple robe.—SENECA, Epistulae ad Luciliurn
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Every way we look we see even-handed nature administering her laws of compensation.—ALEXANDER SMITH, Dreamthorp
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No joy so great but runneth to an end,
No hap so hard but may in time amend.—ROBERT SOUTH WELL, Times Go by Turns
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When fate has allowed to any man more than one great gift, accident or necessity seems usually to contrive that one shall encumber and impede the other.—SWINBURNE
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There is no felicity upon earth, which carries not its counterpoise of misfortunes; no happiness which mounts so high, which is not depressed by some calamity.—JEREMY TAYLOR, Contemplation of the State of Man
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And light is mingled with the gloom,
And joy with grief;
Divinest compensations come,
Through thorns of judgment mercies bloom
In sweet relief.—WHITTIER, Anniversary Poem