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1 " I felt, by turns, numb, hot with a monstrous embarrassment, and sick as though I'd eaten splinters of glass and was slowly shredding inside. "
― Vanora Bennett , Portrait of an Unknown Woman
2 " The bigots are winning,” he said gloomily. “Both kinds of bigots…” The ambassador finished his sentence for him: “And the only losers are the learned.” They all shook their heads. "