I shall return, doubt it not. Such love as ours was not created to remain unfulfilled. Whatever may happen, believe and trust in me, as I shall in you, and keep the remembrance of me in your heart without sadness and without regret.
BARONESS ORCZYOdd’s fish, m’dear! The man can’t even tie his own cravat!
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We must prove to the world that we are all nincompoops
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Look at this limp cravet. And the sad state of those cuffs. I can hardly bring myself to look upon them.
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Even the worst moments and the weariest journeys must come to an end.
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A woman’s heart is such a complex problem – the owner thereof is often most incompetent to find the solution to this puzzle.
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Money and titles may be hereditary,” she would say, “but brains are not,”.
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She, too, had worn a mask in assuming a contempt for him, whilst, as a matter of fact, she completely misunderstood him
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…but in every century, and ever since England has been what it is, an Englishman has always felt somewhat ashamed of his own emotion and of his own sympathy.
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In the chain of my life, there were so many links, all of which tended towards bringing me to the fulfillment of my destiny.
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Thus human beings judge of one another, superficially, casually, throwing contempt on one another, with but little reason, and no charity.
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Fate is usually swift when she deals a blow.
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Sink me! Your taylors have betrayed you! T’wood serve you better to send THEM to Madam Guillotine
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music is the most absorbing of all the arts. It absorbs the mind of the artist, whether creator or executant, to the exclusion of every other consideration outside his own immediate necessities or desires.
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Odd’s fish, m’dear! The man can’t even tie his own cravat!
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Virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when it is crushed.
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It is only when we are very happy that we can bear to gaze merrily upon the vast and limitless expanse of water, rolling on and on with such persistent, irritating monotony, to the accompaniment of our thoughts, whether grave or gay.
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