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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.

I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.

Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.

I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.

I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.

The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him, they crush those beneath them.

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