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I think it must somewhere be written, that the virtues of mothers shall be visited on their children, as well as the sins of the fathers.

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.

If the law supposes that, said Mr. Bumble, "the law is a ass, a idiot."

If there were no bad people, there would be no good lawyers.

In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice.

It always grieves me to contemplate the initiation of children into the ways of life when they are scarcely more than infants. - It checks their confidence and simplicity, two of the best qualities that heaven gives them, and demands that they share our sorrows before they are capable of entering into our enjoyments.

It is a far, far better thing that I do, than anything I have ever done; it is a far, far, better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.

It is a pleasant thing to reflect upon, and furnishes a complete answer to those who contend for the gradual degeneration of the human species, that every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last.

It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises the eyes, and softens down the temper; so cry away.

It was as true, said Mr. Barkis,... "as taxes is. And nothing's truer than them."

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

It will be very generally found that those who sneer habitually at human nature, and affect to despise it, are among its worst and least pleasant samples.

It will generally be found that those who sneer habitually at human nature, and affect to despise it, are among its worst and least pleasant samples.

It's my old girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to it before her. Discipline must be maintained.

It's over, and can't be helped, and that's one consolation, as they always say in Turkey, when they cut the wrong man's head off.

Let us be moral. Let us contemplate existence.

Life is made of ever so many partings welded together.

Mature affection, homage, devotion, does not easily express itself. Its voice is low. It is modest and retiring, it lays in ambush and waits. Such is the mature fruit. Sometimes a life glides away, and finds it still ripening in the shade. The light inclinations of very young people are as dust compared to rocks.

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