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As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form,
Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,—
Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread,
Eternal sunshine settles on its head.

— Oliver Goldsmith The Deserted Village (1770)

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Man wants but little here below,
Nor wants that little long.

The Vicar of Wakefield (1766)

Certainly, in two opposite opinions, if one be perfectly reasonable, the other can't be perfectly right.

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This same philosophy is a good horse in the stable, but an arrant jade on a journey.

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Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse.

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The nakedness of the indigent world may be clothed from the trimmings of the vain.

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