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Cruelty, Like Every Other Vice, Requires No Motive Outside Of Itself; It Only Requires Opportunity.

History Repeats Itself.

There Is A Sort Of Human Paste That When It Comes Near The Fire Of Enthusiasm Is Only Baked Into Harder Shape.

There's Folks 'ud Stand On Their Heads And Then Say The Fault Was I' Their Boots.

It Must Be Sad To Outlive Aught We Love.