“Heaven Has NO RAGE Like LOVE To HATRED Turned.” –WILLIAM CONGREVE

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“A Mind Disarmed Of Its Rage, Feels No Pleasure In Contemplating A Frantic Quarrel. Sickness Of Thought…”

…Leaves No Ability For Enjoyment, No Relish For Resentment. And Though, Like A Man In A Fit, You Feel Not The Injury Of The Struggle, Nor Distinguish Between Strength And Disease, The Weakness Will Nevertheless Be Proportioned To The Violence, And The Sense Of Pain Increase Within The Recovery.

THOMAS PAINE

(1737-1809)