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The enemy came. He was beaten. I am tired. Goodnight.
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What a glorious garden of wonders the lights of Broadway would be to anyone...
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Grief can’t be shared. Everyone carries it alone, his own burdens, his own way.
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Old friends become bitter enemies on a sudden for toys and small offenses.
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There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.
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I think there is choice possible to us at any moment, as long as...
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Never does the human soul appear so strong and noble as when it forgoes...
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“Let no one be willing to speak ill of the absent.
Quote #24784
Language exerts hidden power, like a moon on the tides.