There are three classes into which all the women past seventy that ever I knew were to be divided: 1. That dear old soul; 2. That old woman; 3. That old witch.
The fancy is indeed no other than a mode of memory emancipated from the order of time and space.
No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher.
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