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Sharing your happy moments absorbs your sad ones.

He called me a jew, and in a heated fashion, offensively. So I, without deviating from plain facts in the least, told him his God, I mean Christ, was a jew too, and all his family, like me, though in reality I'm not. That was one for him. A soft answer turns away wrath. He hadn't a word to say for himself as everyone saw. Am I not right?

A man cannot make a pair of shoes rightly unless he do it in a devout manner.

Written By Thomas Carlyle

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