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Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Alexander Smith

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
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Cille Mheàrnaig
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Love
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Appreciation
Recognition
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A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers.
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If you wish to preserve your secret, wrap it up in frankness.
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Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
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Eternity doth wear upon her face the veil of time. They only see the veil, and thus they know not what they stand so near!
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Vanity in its idler moments is benevolent, is as willing to give pleasure as to take it, and accepts as sufficient reward for its services a kind word or an approving smile.
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To have to die is a distinction of which no man is proud.
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In my garden I spend my days, in my library I spend my nights. My interests are divided between my geraniums and my books. With the flower I am in the present with the book I am in the past.
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