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There is a certain sort of man whose doom in the world is disappointment, who excels in it, and whose luckless triumphs in his meek career of life, I have often thought, must be regarded by the kind eyes above with as much favor as the splendid successes and achievements of coarser and more prosperous men.
— William Makepeace Thackeray
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Our doom is, to be sifted by the wind, heaped up, smoothed down like silly sands. We are less permanent than thought.
— Basil Bunting
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