Love is the true means by which the world is enjoyed: our love to others, and others love to us.
An empty book is like an infant's soul, in which anything may be written. It is capable of all things, but containeth nothing. I have a mind to fill this with profitable wonders.
More company increases happiness, but does not lighten or diminish misery.
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