Life is the art of being well deceived. >>
Without the aid of prejudice and custom, I should not be able to find >>
There is no prejudice so strong as that which arises from a fancied ex >>
You may tell a man thou art a fiend, but not your nose wants blowing; >>
If all hearts were open and all desires known -- as they would be if p >>
To be candid, in Middlemarch phraseology, meant, to use an early oppor >>
There is an unseemly exposure of the mind, as well as of the body.