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"With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas,We sailed for the Hesperides,The land where golden apples grow;But that, ah! that was long ago.How far, since then, the ocean streamsHave swept us from that land of dreams,That land of fiction and of truth,The lost Atlantis of our youth!Whither, ah, whither? Are not theseThe tempest-haunted Orcades,Where sea-gulls scream, and breakers roar,And wreck and sea-weed line the shore?Ultima Thule! Utmost Isle!Here in thy harbors for a whileWe lower our sails; a while we restFrom the unending, endless quest."
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"Curious how a place unvisited can take such hold on the mind so that the very name sets up a ringing."
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"I'm not the sort to wallow in nostalgia about the good old days."
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"Fifty yards ahead of us, a doe had come out of the woods. She stepped delicately over one rusty GS&WM track and onto the railbed, where the weeds and goldenrod were so high they brushed against her sides. She paused there, looking at us calmly, ears cocked forward. What I remember about that moment was the silence. No bird sang, no plane went droning overhead. If my mother had been with us, she'd have had her camera and would have been taking pictures like mad. Thinking of that made me miss her in a way I hadn't in years."
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"We paw at nostalgia even before we hit twenty, wanting a holiday that never happened, a wholesomeness that could not survive in the wild."
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"A Tennyson garden, heavy with scent, languid; the return of the word swoon."
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"I live in Ireland every day in a drizzly dream of a Dublin walk..."
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"I was adored once too."
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"Sometimes I think it is because we remember when we could smoke in pubs, and that we pull our phones out together as once we pulled out our cigarette packets. But probably it's because we are easily bored."
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"Six books, my mother didn't want books falling into my hands. It never occurred to her that I fell into the books that I put myself inside them for safe keeping."
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"The memory will most likely come to me when I least expect it. When I'm in the middle of something else."
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"Music is the universal language of mankind."
Music
"Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are."
Life
"Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall."
Life
"The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books."
Love
"The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized."
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"The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy."
Strength
"A thought often makes us hotter than a fire."
Thought
"There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together."
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"Love gives itself; it is not bought."
Love
"Into each life some rain must fall."
Life
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