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Cats always made up to the people who hated them the most. Depending on how you chose to look at it, it was a touching manifestation of trust, or a malicious pleasure in human discomfort.

Barbara Mertz

stereotypes are awfully misleading. There are typical librarians, but not all librarians are typical.
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Librarian Stereo Typical
there is nothing like a garden to rest the soul.
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Garden Gardening Soul
A man asking for help ought to at least give directions.
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Asking Giving Help Men
Reputations are shaped not by facts but by prejudices.
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Facts Prejudice Reputation
But the dust! And the clutter! My housewifely and scholarly instincts were equally offended.
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Dust Instinct Scholarly
Emerson,’ I said, choosing my words with care, ‘it is a sheer drop from the cleft down to the base of the cliff. If you are bent on breaking your arm or your leg or your neck or all three, find a place closer to home so we won’t have to carry you such a distance.
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Distance Home Three
There was no warning, not even a knock. The door flew open, and he forgot his present aches and pains in anticipation of what lay in store. The figure that stood in the door was not that of an enemy. It was worse. It was his mother.
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Doors Mother Pain
The only people who are not in awe of Emerson’s powerful voice and well-nigh superhuman strength are the members of his own family. He is aware of this, and often complains about it; so from time to time I like to put on a little show of being intimidated. ‘Proceed, my dear,’ I said apologetically.
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People Powerful Voice
The opportunity to lecture had restored my good humor.
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Lectures Opportunity Teaching
I do not scruple to employ mendacity and a fictitious appearance of female incompetence when the occasion demands it.
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Appearance Demand Female
He hesitated for a moment. Then he said softly, “I love you, Mother.” He took my hand and kissed it, and folded my fingers round the stem of the rose. He had stripped it of its thorns.
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Love Mother Son You
Conventional history completely ignores half the human race.
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Half History Race
I do hope you have some money. I’m getting tired of hitting people.
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Hitting People Tired
If all else fails, we will simply have to drug our attendants, overpower the guards, raise the oppressed peasants to arms, and take over the government.
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Arms Drug Government
Cats always made up to the people who hated them the most. Depending on how you chose to look at it, it was a touching manifestation of trust, or a malicious pleasure in human discomfort.
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Cat People Touching
There is nothing sadder than the cheerful letters of the dead, expressing hopes that were never fulfilled, ambitions that were never achieved, dreams cut off before they could come to fruition.
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Ambition Cutting Dream

Cats always made up to the people who hated them the most. Depending on how you chose to look at it, it was a touching manifestation of trust, or a malicious pleasure in human discomfort.

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