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A glance, a word -- and joy or pain befalls.... How slight the links are in the chain that binds us to our destiny!

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Age: 70 †
Born: 1836
Born: November 2
Died: 1907
Died: March 19
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Portsmouth
New Hampshire
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Dialect tempered with slang is an admirable medium of communication between persons who have nothing to say and persons who would not care for anything properly said.
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With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green.
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The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.
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