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The teller of a mirthful tale has latitude allowed him. We are content with less than absolute truth.

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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
Literary Critic
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London
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Tales
Absolutes
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Latitude

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English physicians kill you, the French let you die.
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I conceive disgust at these impertinent and misbecoming familiarities inscribed upon your ordinary tombstone.
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