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Clever plastic surgery can restore an appearance of youth, but nothing changes the expression of age and experience in the eyes.
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Ah, when love dies, women lose two and a half inches in height.
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When confronted with someone who appears to be in a perpetual state of outrage, it is tempting for other people to wind them up. Besides, I have always found the most vociferous guardians of morality on matters of sex are those who aren't getting any.
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I am not in the mood to have my underwear examined.
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The other diners studied him with the polite frozen smiles the English use for threatening behaviour.
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What's gone, and what's past help Should be past grief. --William Shakespeare
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Agatha had that old feeling of being on the outside of life looking in.
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And being very young and capable of violent mood swings, she then began to worry about what to wear for dinner.
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Christmas had done its usual merry work of setting husband against wife, relative against relative, and spreading bad will among men in general. People looked overfed and hung over and desperately worried about how much they had already spent.
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Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps; for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are, and what they ought to be. --William Hazlitt
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Husbands are always angry, that's their nature. And the nature of us women, is not to pay a blind bit of notice.
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I wish I loved the Human Race; I wish I loved its silly face; I wish I liked the way it walks; I wish I liked the way it talks: And when I'm introduced to one I wish I thought What Jolly Fun! --Sir Walter A. Raleigh
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Mrs. Wellington was wearing a voluminous flannel nightgown when she answered the door. Hamish was glad Mr. Wellington had found God, because it certainly looked as if he would need to wait until he got to heaven to get his reward.
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No one could remain an atheist with larks around, he thought dreamily.
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He fished steadily, trying to fight down a dragging, aching sense of loss, wondering how one's brain should know all the sensible answers while one's emotions longed for the unattainable.
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Although she far outranked Hamish, she had to wait patiently, because this was Lochdubh, where Hamish Macbeth was king.
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like most thin-skinned people who have been snubbed, he could not leave the snubbers alone.
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Hamish's family were unusual in that they had always celebrated Christmas--tree, turkey, presents and all. In parts of the Highlands, like Lochdubh, the old spirit of John Knox still wandered, blasting anyone with hellfire should they dare to celebrate this heathen festival. Hamish had often pointed out that none other than Luther was credited with the idea of the Christmas tree, having been struck by the sight of stars shining through the ..
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Oh, really," said Deborah brightly, "you don't look like the sort of man who reads anything."
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Agatha's last case had concerned a Sweeny Todd of a murderer over at Winter Parva.
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Good-bye healthy life and hullo rubber knickers and support hose?
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By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. --William Shakespeare
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Look for me by moonlight; Watch for me by moonlight; I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way! --Alfred Noyes
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The fault, dear Brutus, lies not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
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The cruellest lies are often told in silence. --Robert Louis Stevenson
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The arrest of Fergus Braid struck the village like a bombshell. Lesley, opening the newspaper the next day, found a photograph of him on the front page and a different story on the inside. highland bobby attacked by armed poachers screamed the headline. There was a photograph of Priscilla
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Though the day of my destiny's over, And the star of my fate has declined. --Lord Byron
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Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by. --Philips Brooks
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O fat white woman whom nobody loves --Frances Crofts Cornford
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To see oneself as one really is--if one is ever unlucky enough to have that experience--is quite shattering. The veil of illusions and little vanities is rudely ripped aside.
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Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world --Shakespeare
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A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies. --Oscar Wilde
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Only a fool would cry for someone who didn't really want them.
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Not wi' news like this. Brace yourself, Bridget, as the Irishman said to his missus by way of foreplay.
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Did I say that?" he asked, and then added in so low a voice that Alice could not hear what he was saying, "If I said that then I am a very great fool indeed."
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Keep your place and silent be, Game can hear and game can see. --Mark Beaufoy
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what sinks of iniquity these little villages can be
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I mean, that's the creepy thing about Sutherland when you're out on your own under the stars. You feel like an intruder. But the birds belong.
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If the chemists could ever come up with a bottle of something labelled 'Self-Respect' that actually worked, they could make millions, she thought.
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The wind cut like a knife as he climbed into the police Land Rover. As he held the wheel tightly against the buffeting of the wind and drove along the curving road out of the village, he realized that he had never questioned Mrs. Gallagher's bitterness. It had simply been one of those unpleasant facts of his existence since he had started policing in Lochdubh.
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Agatha longed to forget about the whole thing and go home, go to bed and cuddle up to her cats.
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Aye, it's an unfair world when you think of it. If that man had been a woman, he'd have been called a harlot!
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She had not yet learned the hard lesson that women who love themselves too much are rarely loved by anyone else.
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She doesn't have a conscience." "Come on. We all have one." "No, some are born without one. It's always everyone else's fault." "I'll get Jimmy Anderson onto"
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