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Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.
— Jean Paul
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Remorse is as the heart in which it grows; If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews Of true repentance; but if proud and gloomy, It is the poison tree, that pierced to the inmost, Weeps only tears of poison.
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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