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	Come, then," returned the nephew gaily. "What right have you to be dismal? What reason have you to be morose? You're rich enough.   
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	A tranquil summer sunset shone upon him as he approached the end of his walk, and passed through the meadows by the river side. He had that sense of peace, and of being lightened of a weight of care, which country quiet awakens in the breasts of dwellers in towns.   
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	There seems a magic in the very name of Christmas.   
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	A day wasted on others is not wasted on one's self.   
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	Rich folks may ride on camels, but it ain't so easy for 'em to see out of a needle's eye.   
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	"What is your best, your very best, ale a glass?" "Two pence halfpenny," says the landlord, "is the price of the Genuine Stunning Ale." "Then," says I, producing the money, "just draw me a glass of the Genuine Stunning, if you please, with a good head on it."   
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	New thoughts and hopes were whirling through my mind, and all the colours of my life were changing.   
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	I have been very fortunate in worldly matters; many men have worked much harder, and not succeeded half so well; but I never could have done what I have done, without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one object at a time, no matter how quickly its successor should come upon its heels, which I then formed.   
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	The shadows of our own desires stand between us and our better angels, and thus their brightness is eclipsed.   
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	I admire machinery as much is any man, and am as thankful to it as any man can be for what it does for us. But it will never be a substitute for the face of a man, with his soul in it, encouraging another man to be brave and true.   
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	'Don't you be afraid of hurting the boy,' he says.   
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	Be natural my children. For the writer that is natural has fulfilled all the rules of art.   
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	'Mind and matter,' said the lady in the wig, 'glide swift into the vortex if immensity. Howls the sublime, and softly sleeps the calm Ideal, in the whispering chambers of Imagination.'   
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	Equity sends questions to Law. Law sends questions back to equity; Law finds it can't do this, equity finds it can't do that; neither can do anything, without this solicitor instructing and this counsel appearing for A, and that solicitor instructing & that counsel appearing for B.   
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	Hours are golden links--God's tokens reaching heaven.   
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	Things cannot be expected to turn up of themselves. We must in a measure assist to turn them up.   
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	If her eyes had no expression, it was probably because they had nothing to express. If she had few wrinkles, it was because her mind had never traced its name or any other inscription on her face.   
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	The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.   
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	I know that she deserves the best and purest love the heart of man can offer," said Mrs. Maylie; "I know that the devotion and affection of her nature require no ordinary return, but one that shall be deep and lasting.   
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	Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one.   
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	The meagre lighthouse all in white, haunting the seaboard, as if it were the ghost of an edifice that had once had colour and rotundity, dripped melancholy tears after its late buffeting by the waves.   
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	While the flowers, pale and unreal in the moonlight, floated away upon the river; and thus do greater things that once were in our breasts, and near our hearts, flow from us to the eternal sea.   
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	Joe gave me some more gravy.   
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	The doctor seemed especially troubled by the fact of the robbery having been unexpected, and attempted in the night-time; as if it were the established custom of gentlemen in the housebreaking way to transact business at noon, and to make an appointment, by the twopenny post, a day or two previous.   
