The frailty of evil in its dotage
calls forth pity for those who ever knew none.
"A historical novel is neither..."
" 'So she forgets your wisdom and wit, Plautus.'
'I do not see how a cat can have wit,' said Miss Burke.
'Oh, he has made several bright remarks to me this morning. He came into my room in quite a facetious spirit. I could hardly keep up with him.' " —@ivycomptonburnett


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