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Convent - a place of retirement for women who wish for leisure to meditate upon the sin of idleness.

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Laziness. Unwarranted repose of manner in a person of low degree.

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A man is known by the company he organizes.

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Wit - the salt with which the American humorist spoils his intellectual cookery by leaving it out.

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Heaven lies about us in our infancy and the world begins lying about us pretty soon afterward.

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Ambition. An overmastering desire to be vilified by enemies while living and made ridiculous by friends when dead.

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Friendless. Having no favors to bestow. Destitute of fortune. Addicted to utterance of truth and common sense.

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Jealous, adj. Unduly concerned about the preservation of that which can be lost only if not worth keeping.

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Fidelity - a virtue peculiar to those who are about to be betrayed.

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Education, n.: That which discloses to the wise and disguises from the foolish their lack of understanding.

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Abscond - to move in a mysterious way, commonly with the property of another.

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Alien - an American sovereign in his probationary state.

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The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

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What childishness is it that while there's breath of life in our bodies, we are determined to rush to see the sun the other way around?

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Friendship! Mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.

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How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt.

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Of joys departed, not to return, how painful the remembrance.

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Affectation is certain deformity; by forming themselves on fantastic models, the young begin with being ridiculous, and often end in being vicious.

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The grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou'rt named: Nature appalled, Shakes off her wonted firmness.

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Its visits, like those of angels, short, and far between.

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