
Henry David Thoreau
I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society.
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I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society.

Nowadays three witty turns of phrase and a lie make a writer.

There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not: the way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid.