"I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art."

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Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow