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‘There is a splendid kind of indolence, where a man, having taken an aversion to the wearisomeness of a business which properly belongs to him, neglects not, however, to employ his thoughts, when they are vacant from what they ought more chiefly to be about, in other matters not entirely unprofitable to life, the exercise of which he finds he can follow with more abundant ease and satisfaction.’

DEFOE: The Life and Adventures of Mr Duncan Campbell

‘I shall never be friends again with roses.’

SWINBURNE: The Triumph of Time