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One always begins to forgive a place as soon as it's left behind.

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What am I doing? Tearing myself. My usual occupation at most times.

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In truth she is not a hard lady naturally, and the time has been when the sight of the venerable figure suing to her with such strong earnestness woul...more

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But the windows of the house of Memory, and the windows of the house of Mercy, are not so easily closed as windows of glass and wood. They fly open un...more

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My school-days! The silent gliding on of my existence—the unseen, unfelt progress of my life—from childhood up to youth! Let me think, as I look back ...more

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The two things clearest in my mind were, that a remoteness had come upon the old Blunderstone life—which seemed to lie in the haze of an immeasurable ...more

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There was a long hard time when I kept far from me the remembrance of what I had thrown away when I was quite ignorant of its worth.

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As she stooped over him, her tears fell upon his forehead.The boy stirred, and smiled in his sleep, as though these marks of pity and compassion had a...more