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C. S. Lewis Quotes

The purpose of all opprobrious language is, not to describe, but to hurt -- even when, like Hamlet, we make only the shadow-passes of a soliloquised combat. We call the enemy not what we think he is but what we think he would least like to be called.

C. S. Lewis

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