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There is a Sunday conscience as well as a Sunday coat and those who make religion a secondary concern put the coat and conscience carefully by to put on only once a week.
Charles Dickens
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Charles Dickens
Age: 58 †
Born: 1812
Born: February 7
Died: 1870
Died: June 9
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