Happiness was not made to be boasted, but enjoyed. Therefore tho other >>
To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love >>
A little grit in the eye destroyeth the sight of the very heavens, and >>
My early and invincible love of reading I would not exchange for all t >>
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An empty book is like an infant's soul, in which anything may be written. It is capable of all things, but containeth nothing. I have a mind to fill this with profitable wonders.