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Advantage to live where nothing was required of her but truth Don't be too honest Every shot that kills ricochets Not good to have one thing in the head all the time Remember the sorrow of thine own wife Secret of life: to keep your own commandments She had not suffered that sickness, social artifice Some people are rough with the poor—and proud They whose tragedy lies in the capacity to suffer greatly Think with the minds of twelve men, and the heart of one woman Youth hungers for the vanities