It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy. The Karamazov Brothers
Sure, cried the tenant men, but it's our land. We measured it and broke it up. We were born on it, and we got killed on it, died on it. Even if it's no good, it's still ours. That's what makes it ours-being born on it, working it, dying on it. The Grapes of Wrath
What is not good for the swarm is not good for the bee. Book VI
Everything in life that deviates from the straight and, so to speak, normal line, makes people first curious and then indignant. Beware of Pity
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