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Some people's lives are like a flower, the more they are crushed, the
sweeter the perfume they exhale.
* * * * *
There are some people who look so rigidly virtuous and repellant that it
is a satisfaction to feel one's self just a little bit wicked.
* * * * *
We look to the higher classes and to the lower for good breeding. Middle
class people are proverbially ill-bred. What can equal the airs and
assumptions of the retired grocer's wife, who has neither the breeding
of a lady, nor the unaffected manner of the working-woman.
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What a pity there is such an incessant babbling of human tongues, when
the daisies by the wayside, the trees of the forest, the birds in their
nests, could tell us such wondrous things if our ears were attuned to
hear, but the senses are deadened by the discordant din of dismal
sounds.
Love is the one power which transfigures the common things of life.
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One-half of our lives is spent in making blunders, the other half in
trying to rectify them.
* * * * *
How useless to tell many people to think, for they have nothing to
think.
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