| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | Kin |
| | | Our kindred first. Chamfort. | 1 |
| The rich never want kindred. Thackeray. | 2 |
| A little more than kin, and less than kind. Shakespeare. | 3 |
| Let the white mans country be my country, and his kindred my kindred. Pocahontas. | 4 |
| One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. Shakespeare. | 5 |
| The parted bosom clings to wonted home, if aught thats kindred cheer the welcome hearth. Byron. | 6 | | |
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