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“Men were better, or more timid. Secular and religious education had effaced the throat-grappling instinct, or else firm finance held in check the passions.”

Quote by Stephen Crane

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Stephen Crane
Stephen Crane

Stephen Crane was a prominent American author of the late 19th century, known for his realistic style and profound portrayals of war and poverty. His most famous work, 'The Red Badge of Courage,' is considered one of the greatest war novels in American literary history. more

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