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1 " It grieved him plaguily, he said, to see the nuptial couch defrauded of its dearest pledges: and to reflect upon so many agreeable females with rich jointures, a prey for the vilest bonzes, who hide their flambeau under a bushel in an uncongenial cloister or lose their womanly bloom in the embraces of some unaccountable muskin when they might multiply the inlets of happiness, sacrificing the inestimable jewel of their sex when a hundred pretty fellows were at hand to caress, this, he assured them, made his heart weep. "
― James Joyce , Ulysses
2 " As all our senses are the inlets of sin, so they are become the inlets of sorrow (99). "
― Richard Baxter , The Saints' Everlasting Rest
