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“Ye whose clay-cold heads and luke-warm hearts can argue down or mask your passions--tell me, what trespass is it that man should have them?... If nature has so wove her web of kindness, that some threads of love and desire are entangled with the piece--must the whole web be rent in drawing them out?”

Quote by Laurence Sterne

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The Works of Laurence Sterne: Containing The Life and Opinions of Tristan Shandy ... [etc.] ; with a Life of the Author Written by Himself

This volume is a compilation of various writings by Laurence Sterne, featuring his renowned novel 'The Life and Opinions of Tristan Shandy,' known for its complex narrative structure and humorous commentary on human nature. It also includes Sterne's own biography, written by him. The collection showcases Sterne's wit and philosophical musings, reflecting the literary trends of his time. more

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Laurence Sterne
Laurence Sterne

Laurence Sterne, born on November 24, 1713, and died on March 18, 1768, was a prominent English novelist of the 18th century. He is best known for his novel 'Tristram Shandy', which is considered a pioneer of modern fiction and is renowned for its unique narrative style and profound insights into human nature. more

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