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We Are All Selfish And I No More Trust Myself Than Others With A Good Motive.

The Keenest Pangs The Wretched Find Are Rapture To The Dreary Void, The Leafless Desert Of The Mind, The Waste Of Feelings Unemployed.

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A Thirst For Gold, The Beggar's Vice, Which Can But Overwhelm The Meanest Hearts.

Always Laugh When You Can; It Is Cheap Medicine. Merriment Is A Philosophy Not Well Understood. It Is The Sunny Side Of Existence.