The world forgets easily, too easily, what it does not like to remember.
—Jacob A.
Look at a stone cutter hammering away at his rock, perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred-and-first blow it will split in two, and I...
Oh, God! That bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap!
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