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How different a loved and familiar spot appears, when viewed with the eye of probable guests.
Anne Bosworth Greene
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November at its best - with a sort of delightful menace in the air.
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What a strange joy it was to talk, to fish gleefully into the past and fling its fragments about us, with the unfailing aroma of pleasantness that pasts always seem to possess!
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Songs are usually unfit for whistling - indeed, whistling (except to the person doing it) is unbearable.
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The thing one resents about winter is its inactivity the perpetual sameness of ice-armored hills and snow-blanketed woods. Great things, of course, may be going on underneath but nature wears a mask, is icily non-committal.
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