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the amassing of wealth is one of the worst species of idolatry—no idol more debasing than the worship of money.
The poison of the city had obscured the sun.
I realized that the distinctive coy flounce with which most upper-class women moved was less artifice than necessity.
What did it say about society that the best a lowborn, educated girl could hope for was respectable servitude?
when you’ve gone astray, a helping hand will always emerge from the darkness.”
‘The world of books is still the world.’”
none of us were who we appeared to be.
not all knowledge comes from books. Life presents its own education.”
“It’s not butter upon bacon, is it?”
Perhaps his memory of me was my strongest legacy.
