You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
LORD BYRONOne of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.
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The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
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A drop of ink may make a million think.
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Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.
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I awoke one day to find myself famous.
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Hatred is the madness of the heart.
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We are all the fools of time and terror: Days Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.
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I learned to love despair.
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The first moment of an universal republic would convert me into an advocate for single and uncontradicted despotism.
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America is a model of force and freedom and moderation – with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
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A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.
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A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
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In solitude, where we are least alone.
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Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
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Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source.
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The drying up a single tear has more, of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.
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