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Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world But those who slide along the grassy sod, And sting the luckless foot that presses them? There are who in the path of social life Do bask their spotted skins in Fortune's sun, And sting the soul.
— Joanna Baillie
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Deceit is a kind of garment that conceals the soul. It might even be compared to a whole wardrobe, so many are its guises.
— Maria Montessori
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