O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it? A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering. Persuasion
Here and there, an old tub was put to catch the droppings of rain-water from a roof, or they were banked up with mud into a little pond like a large dirt-pie. Bleak House
Begin at once to live, and count each separate day as a separate life. Ad Lucilium Epistulae Morales
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