I could never hate anyone I knew.
The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a schoolboy’s holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.
Pain is life — the sharper, the more evidence of life.
The greatest pleasure I know is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.
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