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Death may beget life, but oppression can beget nothing other than itself.

Crush humanity out of shape once more, under similar hammers, and it will twist itself into the same tortured forms. Sow the same seeds of rapacious licence and oppression over again, and it will surely yield the same fruit according to its kind.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

The leprosy of unreality disfigured every human creature in attendance.

I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul.

That glorious vision of doing good is so often the sanguine mirage of so many good minds.