“ Life is spent hovering round our tomb. Our various sicknesses are but the winds which carry us more or less near to the haven. … Death is our friend, nevertheless we do not recognise it as such, because it presents itself to us under a mask, and that mask inspires us with terror. ”
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“ An original writer is not one who imitates nobody, but one whom nobody can imitate. ”
- FrançoisRené de Chateaubriand- Copy
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