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"Dark night knows what full moon requires When all your love my heart acquiresCelestial bodies no more faded Life makes sound, silence invaded."
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"Take a giant drink of natures endless stream let it spout from your mouth in words so serene."
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"Creatures, I give you yourselves," said the strong, happy voice of Aslan. "I give to you forever this land of Narnia. I give you the woods, the fruits, the rivers. I give you the stars and I give you myself. The Dumb Beasts whom I have not chosen are yours also. Treat them gently and cherish them but do not go back to their ways lest you cease to be Talking Beasts. For out of them you were taken and into them you can return. Do not so."
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"He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods, the reading makes all real woods a little enchanted."
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"A vacuum is a hell of a lot better than some of the stuff that nature replaces it with."
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"If men could fit water into their pockets, the ocean would be empty."
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"Flowers are the beautiful hairs of the Mother Spring! Don't pluck them!"
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"Memory works in different ways for everybody. Different capacities, different directions, too. Sometimes memory helps you think, sometimes it impedes. Doesn't mean it's good or bad. Probably means it's no big deal."
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"Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me."
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"There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me."
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"Throughout the whole vegetable, sensible, and rational world, whatever makes progress towards maturity, as soon as it has passed that point, begins to verge towards decay."
Progress

"Action, so to speak, is the genius of nature."
Nature

"Of joys departed, not to return, how painful the remembrance."
Remembrance

"Its visits, like those of angels, short, and far between."
Angels

"How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt."
Guilt

"Affectation is certain deformity; by forming themselves on fantastic models, the young begin with being ridiculous, and often end in being vicious."
Affectation

"The grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou'rt named: Nature appalled, Shakes off her wonted firmness."
Men

"When it draws near to witching time of night."
Time

"Friendship! Mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society."
Society
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