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"We'd rather they were ours and dead than yours and made immortal."
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"We who think we are about to die will laugh at anything."
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"There was a party of well-dressed people with Gilt, and as they progressed accoss the room the whole place began to revolve around the big man, gold being very dense and having a gravity all of its own."
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"In Gethsemane the holiest of all petitioners prayed three times that a certain cup might pass from Him. It did not."
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"All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one..."
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"Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased by tales, so is the other."
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"I do not agree with what you have to say, but I'll defend to the death your right to say it."
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"For some folks death is release, and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them."
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"Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?"
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"When weeds go to heaven, I suppose they will be flowers."
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"Even in the grave, all is not lost."
Spiritual

"From the dim regions beyond the mountains at the upper end of our encircled domain, there crept out a narrow and deep river, brighter than all save the eyes of Eleonora; and, winding stealthily about in mazy courses, it passed away, at length, through a shadowy gorge, among hills still dimmer than those whence it had issued. We called it the "River of Silence"; for there seemed to be a hushing influence in its flow. No murmur arose from its bed, and so gently it wandered along, that the pearly pebbles upon which we loved to gaze, far down within its bosom, stirred not at all, but lay in a motionless content, each in its own old station, shining on gloriously forever."
Art

"Twas noontide of summer,And mid-time of night;And stars, in their orbits,Shone pale, thro' the lightOf the brighter, cold moon,'Mid planets her slaves,Herself in the Heavens,Her beam on the waves.I gazed awhileOn her cold smile;Too cold"too cold for me-There pass'd, as a shroud,A fleecy cloud,And I turned away to thee,Proud Evening Star,In thy glory afar,And dearer thy beam shall be;For joy to my heartIs the proud partThou bearest in Heaven at night,And more I admireThy distant fire,Than that colder, lowly light."
Art

"I am a writer. Therefore. I am not sane."
Psychology

"In efforts to soar above our nature we invariably fall below it."
Life

"Deep in earth my love is lyingAnd I must weep alone."
Emotion

"I do believe God gave me a spark of genius, but he quenched it in misery."
Philosophy

"The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow."
Philosophy

"I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad?"
Psychology

"You will observe that the stories told are all about money-seekers, not about money-finders."
Society
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