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So Many Of The Loveliest Things In England Are Melancholy.

I Wanted So Terribly To Be Good To Him.

Like Many Other Much-loved Humans, They Believed That They Owned Their Dogs, Instead Of Realizing That Their Dogs Owned Them.

Walking Down Belmotte Was The Oddest Sensation-- Every Step Took Us Deeper Into The Mist Until At Last It Closed Over Our Heads. It Was Like Being Drowned In The Ghost Of Water.

Cruel Blows Of Fate Call For Extreme Kindness In The Family Circle.