Men who believe that, through some exceptional grace or good fortune, they have found God, feel little need of culture.
AGNES REPPLIERThe cat dwells within the circle of her own secret thoughts.
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He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion. Our dogs will love and admire the meanest of us, and feed our colossal vanity with their uncritical homage.
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There was no escape from the letter-writer who, a hundred or a hundred and twenty-five years ago, captured a coveted correspondent. It would have been as easy to shake off an octopus or a boa-constrictor.
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Next to the joy of the egotist is the joy of the detractor.
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Humor hardens the heart, at least to the point of sanity.
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Wit is as infinite as love, and a deal more lasting in its qualities.
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There are few nudities so objectionable as the naked truth.
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The cat dwells within the circle of her own secret thoughts.
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It is not what we learn in conversation that enriches us. It is the elation that comes of swift contact with tingling currents of thought.
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History is not written in the interests of morality.
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It is unwise to feel too much if we think too little.
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A man who owns a dog is, in every sense of the words, its master; the term expresses accurately their mutual relations. But it is ridiculous when applied to the limited possession of a cat.
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It takes time and trouble to persuade ourselves that the things we want to do are the things we ought to do.
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Art… does not take kindly to facts, is helpless to grapple with theories, and is killed outright by a sermon.
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Neatness of phrase is so closely akin to wit that it is often accepted as its substitute.
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Lovers of the town have been content, for the most part, to say they loved it. They do not brag about its uplifting qualities. They have none of the infernal smugness which makes the lover of the country insupportable.
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