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Spite is a little word, but it represents as strange a jumble of feelings and compound of discords, as any polysyllable in the language.

Charles Dickens (1848). “The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby ... With a Frontispiece from a Painting by T. Webster ... Engraved by T. Williams”, p.82
Spite is a little word, but it represents as strange a jumble of feelings and compound of discords, as any polysyllable in the language.