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Dorothy Salisbury Davis
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“... that, if there was any one thing she had learned of America in her forty-two years of residence, was typical of the whole country. Waste, waste, waste.”
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“I don't approve the informality in the world today, Mr. James. It's made strangers of us all.”
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“... his clothes were cut to compensate nature's mismanagements.”
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“One of the things she liked best about a man was a good manner of speaking. ... she could not abide the thought of a man coming home at the end of the day with his head as empty as his dinner bucket ...”
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“No one who likes a song lacks congeniality ...”
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“A nice thing about the man was his way of drawing out the best things she had to say and in a way which made her pleased with herself for having said them.”
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“... when she'd give you something, she'd snatch it back, and maybe your arm, too.”
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“He would like someday to pick Timsey's mind, he thought, if he could find anything small enough to pick it with.”
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“... history's like a story in a way: it depends on who's telling it.”
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“... we didn't know it at the time. Prouty said afterwards he did, but Prouty's a man who knows everything after the fact. That's being an undertaker I dare say.”
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“Beware of feelings, Father. They are the biggest liars in us. They make truth what we want it to be.”
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“The law is above the law, you know.”
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“We reveal more of ourselves in the lies we tell than we do when we try to tell the truth.”
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“Flattery makes fools of the best of us.”
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“She was a little woman, perpetually bent forward, possibly because she was always on the run, having to be somewhere before she could get there.”
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“It's a great wonder to me, the Irish attachment to our history. What is it but a series of lamentations?”
Dorothy Salisbury Davis, U.S. writer
(1916 - 2014)