"Is it possible, think you, for a person to be conceited of his miseries? May there not be a deep leaven of pride in telling how desolate and unfeeling we are? -- in brooding over our unearthly pains? -- in being excluded from the unsympathetic world? -- in our being the invalids of Christ's hospital?" -- Bonar,
Memoir..., 23.
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