Quote #70
I love everything that's old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wines.
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- In my time, the follies of the town crept slowly among us, but now they travel faster than a stagecoach.
- The very pink of perfection.
- Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.
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- Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn.
- I'll be with you in the squeezing of a lemon.
- And, ev'n while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart distrusting asks, if this be joy.
- A modest woman, dressed out in all her finery, is the most tremendous object of the whole creation.