Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
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My Antonia by Willa Cather
"Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once."
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Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare
"Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber."
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Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare
"But for mine own part, it was Greek to me."
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Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare
"Beware the Ides of March."
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Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare
"A bodily disease, which we look upon as whole and entire within itself, may, after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part."
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The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
"What we call real estate--the solid ground to build a house on--is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this world rests."
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The House of Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
"Shall we never, never get rid of this Past?" cried he, keeping up the earnest tone of his preceding conversation. "It lies upon the Present like a giant's dead body."
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The House of Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
For, what other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!
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The House of Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
"For truth is truth to the end of reckoning."
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Measure for Measure by William Shakespeare
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