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Emotions are all functions of the ways in which external things affect our powers or capacities. Joy is simply the movement to a greater capacity for action. Sadness is the passage to a lesser state of perfection. Love is nothing but joy accompanied by awareness of an external cause. Hate is sadness with the accompanying idea of an external cause. Hope and fear are inconstant joy or sadness arisen from the image of a future we doubt. When a doubtful outcome becomes probable, hope is changed into confidence, while fear is changed into despair.
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Emotions are all functions of the ways in which external things affect our powers or capacities. Joy is simply the movement to a greater capacity for action. Sadness is the passage to a lesser state of perfection. Love is nothing but joy accompanied by awareness of an external cause. Hate is sadness with the accompanying idea of an external cause. Hope and fear are inconstant joy or sadness arisen from the image of a future we doubt. When a doubtful outcome becomes probable, hope is changed into confidence, while fear is changed into despair.
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Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.
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And then I looked up at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all of the glittering multitude.