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The damps of autumn sink into the leaves and prepare them for the necessity of their fall; and thus insensibly are we, as years close around us, detached from our tenacity of life by the gentle pressure of recorded sorrow.
— Walter Savage Landor
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If the sun of God's countenance shine upon me, I may well be content to be wet with the rain of affliction.
— Joseph Hall
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