Quote by Jane Austen
One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unle

One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering. – Jane Austen

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I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal. – Jane Austen

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It is not time or opportunity that is to determine intimacy;– it is disposition alone. Seven years would be insufficient to make some people acquainted with each other, and seven days are more than enough for others. – Jane Austen

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The trouble with travelling back later on is that you can never repeat the same experience. – Michael Palin

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You and I come by road or rail, but economists travel on infrastructure. – Margaret Thatcher

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Along with that ongoing process Sinn Fein took a decision to establish a peace commission which had the responsibility to travel around the country to receive submissions from the general public, also our opponents. – Martin McGuinness

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Young people dont want to be second to anyone. Everyone wants to be an overnight star. Look how many years I had to wait, how many roads I had to travel, how many songs I had to sing. And now Im just beginning, never ending. – Compay Segundo

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I dont write poetry and then strum some chords and then fit the words on top of the chords. – Andrew Bird

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In general, science journalism concerns itself with what has been published in a handful of peer-reviewed journals – Nature, Cell, The New England Journal of Medicine – which set the agenda. – Michael Pollan

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Senator Douglas was very small, not over four and a half feet height, and there was a noticeable disproportion between the long trunk of his body and his short legs. His chest was broad and indicated great strength of lungs. – Henry Villard

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Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. – Peter Ustinov

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