"Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn"
"The South-wind brings Life, sunshine and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire; But over the dead he has no power, The lost, the lost, he cannot restore; And, looking over the hills, I mourn The darling who shall not return."
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Source: Ralph Waldo Emerson (2009). “The Essential Writings of Ralph Waldo Emerson”, p.699, Modern Library
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