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| WILLIAM HAZLITT |
| (1778-1830) |
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| No style is good that is not fit to be spoken or read aloud with effect. One truth discovered, one pang of regret at not being able to express it, is better than all the fluency and flippancy in the world. We are all of us, more or less, the slaves of opinion. Wit is the salt of conversation, not the food. |