Bits and googlelinks from Bernard Shaw: Collected Letters 1926-1950, edited by Dan H. Laurence:
"I never grieve," Shaw iterated in letters of condolence, "and I never forget."
Nice thought, nice use of "iterate," and nice quotation from that definition:
Nor Eve to iterate Her former trespass feared.
--Milton.
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Shaw writes to Ernest Thesiger, 24 July 1936:
My Dear Ernest: Let me explain about birthday presents. I am not insensible to the good feeling that prompts them; but I like them to be useful and friendly. Also they should be personal. A presentation into which the subscribers have been blackmailed is abhorrent to me. It results in some silver atrocity that I dont want—that no human being could ever possibly want (except to pawn)—and that I shall never see again. For instance, the Nobel Prize. Eight ounces of solid gold, with a stamp of less merit than a postmark. I havnt the slightest notion where it is; and its possession has never given me a moment's gratification.
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