Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create
anger where we never meant harm; and read more

Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create
anger where we never meant harm; and these thoughts are the
thorns in our cushion.
- William Makepeace Thackeray,

How he in peace is wounded, not in war.

How he in peace is wounded, not in war.

The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the read more

The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.

I tell you that which you yourselves do know,
Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
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I tell you that which you yourselves do know,
Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me.

H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.

H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.

What wound did ever heal but my degrees?

What wound did ever heal but my degrees?

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death read more

Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
The hearts bleed longest, and but heal to wear
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What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
The hearts bleed longest, and but heal to wear
That which disfigures it.