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1. My intellect is a little way upon the
wrong side of that narrow boundary-line between sanity and insanity.
2. Our virtues, as well as our vices, are often scourges for our
own backs.
3. Why is it so difficult to love wisely, so easy to love too
well?
4. Amiability is the redeeming quality of fools.
5. London's like a forest ... we shall be lost in it. |
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