“ Vaguely conscious of that great suspense in which we live, we find our escape from its sterile, annihilating reality in many dreams, in religion, passion, art. ”
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“ What we ask of him is, that he should find out for us more than we can find out for ourselves. He must have the passion of a lover. ”
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“ I know the woman has no soul, I knowThe woman has no possibilitiesOf soul or mind or heart, but merely isThe masterpiece of flesh: well, be it so.It is her flesh that I adore; I goThirsting afresh to drain her empty kiss.I know she cannot love: it is not thisMy vanquished heart implores in overthrow… ”
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“ The clamours of spring are the same old delicate noises,The earth renews its magical youth at a breath. ”
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“ What we ask of him is, that he should find out for us more than we can find out for ourselves. He must have the passion of a lover. ”
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“ A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him. ”
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“ The clamours of spring are the same old delicate noises,The earth renews its magical youth at a breath. ”
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“ Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears,A naked runner lost in a storm of spears. ”
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“ A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him. ”
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“ The English mist is always at work like a subtle painter, and London is a vast canvas prepared for the mist to work on. ”
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“ What we ask of him is, that he should find out for us more than we can find out for ourselves. He must have the passion of a lover. ”
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“ There are certain natures to whom work is nothing, the act of work everything. ”
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“ As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain. ”
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“ There are certain natures to whom work is nothing, the act of work everything. ”
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“ Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears,A naked runner lost in a storm of spears. ”
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“ The English mist is always at work like a subtle painter, and London is a vast canvas prepared for the mist to work on. ”
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“ The clamours of spring are the same old delicate noises,The earth renews its magical youth at a breath. ”
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“ As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain. ”
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“ As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain. ”
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“ Knowing so much less than nothing, for we are entrapped in smiling and many-coloured appearances. ”
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“ Knowing so much less than nothing, for we are entrapped in smiling and many-coloured appearances. ”
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“ Knowing so much less than nothing, for we are entrapped in smiling and many-coloured appearances. ”
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“ Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears,A naked runner lost in a storm of spears. ”
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“ The clamours of spring are the same old delicate noises,The earth renews its magical youth at a breath. ”
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