“What is the odds so long as the fire of soul is kindled at the taper of conwiviality, and the wing of friendship never moults a feather! What is the odds so long as the spirit is expanded by means of rosy wine, and the present moment is the least happiest of our existence!”
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- Title
- Wikiquote: Charles Dickens
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- reference · Secondary source
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Context
Ch. 2
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Dickens, Charles. (n.d.). Wikiquote: Charles Dickens. Wikiquote. https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Charles_Dickens
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