"Are there, infinitely varying with each individual, inbred forces of Good and Evil in all of us, deep down below the reach of mortal encouragement and mortal repression -- hidden Good and hidden Evil, both alike at the mercy of the liberating opportunity and the sufficient temptation?"
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No Name by Wilkie Collins
"I have always maintained that the one important phenomenon presented by modern society is -- the enormous prosperity of Fools."
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No Name by Wilkie Collins
"I am not against hasty marriages where a mutual flame is fanned by an adequate income."
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No Name by Wilkie Collins
"Nobody can spoil a life, my dear. That's nonsense. Things happen, but we bob up."
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
"Society is built on marriage," came from between her father's close lips; "marriage and its consequences."
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
May night had fallen soft and warm, enwrapping with its grape-bloom colour and its scents the billion caprices, intrigues, passions, longings, and regrets of men and women.
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The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
"I trust that age doth not wither nor custom stale my infinite variety."
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The Adventure of the Empty House by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"There are some trees, Watson, which grow to a certain height and then suddenly develop some unsightly eccentricity. You will see it often in humans. I have a theory that the individual represents in his development the whole procession of his ancestors, and that such a sudden turn to good or evil stands for some strong influence which came into the line of his pedigree. The person becomes, as it were, the epitome of the history of his own family."
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The Adventure of the Empty House by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"I think you want a little unofficial help. Three undetected murders in one year won't do, Lestrade. But you handled the Molesey Mystery with less than your usual -- that's to say, you handled it fairly well."
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The Adventure of the Empty House by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
It was indeed like old times when, at that hour, I found myself seated beside him in a hansom, my revolver in my pocket, and the thrill of adventure in my heart. Holmes was cold and stern and silent. As the gleam of the street-lamps flashed upon his austere features, I saw that his brows were drawn down in thought and his thin lips compressed. I knew not what wild beast we were about to hunt down in the dark jungle of criminal London, but I was well assured, from the bearing of this master huntsman, that the adventure was a most grave one.
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The Adventure of the Empty House by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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