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Every Day Confirms My Opinion On The Superiority Of A Vicious Life, And If Virtue Is Not Its Own Reward, I Don't Know Any Other Stipend Annexed To It.

Man Is In Part Divine, A Troubled Stream From A Pure Source.

Romances I Ne'er Read Like Those I Have Seen.

There Are Some Feelings Time Cannot Benumb, Nor Torture Shake.

Armenian Is The Language To Speak With God.