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"Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, halfway down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waves swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad."
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"Kind words and tender affections will not save me from this lake of woe and misery, but they may be enough of a buoy to prevent my drowning."
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"I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, hoever, turns out to be not a state but a process."
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"The saddest sorrow is to desire death while you have life."
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"Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, halfway down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waves swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad."
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"Partying is such sweet sorrow."
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"Not without a wound in the spirit shall I leave this city."
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"Sorrow is so easy to express and yet so hard to tell."
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"Drink today, and drown all sorrow; you shall perhaps not do tomorrow."
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"He fell on his knees on that barren ground, Staring at the sky. And the sky opened up for him by raining. With the rain, every drop of his tear was washed down filling the cracks beneath. nobody got to see his pain and agony. And yet again he remained a mystery that was never solved."
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"Great heroes need great sorrows and burdens, or half their greatness goes unnoticed."
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"Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame."
Habit
"To whom can I expose the urgency of my own passion? There is nobody-here among these grey arches, and moaning pigeons, and cheerful games and tradition and emulation, all so skilfully organised to prevent feeling alone."
Solitude
"For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is a slave to thirteen thousand a year?"
Time
"Then may I tell you that the very next words I read were these - 'Chloe liked Olivia'. Do not start. Do not blush. Let us admit in the privacy of our own society that these things sometimes happen. Sometimes women do like women."
Creativity
"Let a man get up and say, Behold, this is the truth, and instantly I perceive a sandy cat filching a piece of fish in the background. Look, you have forgotten the cat, I say."
Truth
"One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them."
Sense
"The mind of man, moreover, works with equal strangeness upon the body of time. An hour, once it lodges in the queer element of the human spirit, may be stretched to fifty or a hundred times its clock length; on the other hand, an hour may be accurately represented on the timepiece of the mind by one second."
Time
"Love and religion! thought Clarissa, going back into the drawing room, tingling all over. How detestable, how detestable they are!"
Love
"Old Madame du Deffand and her friends talked for fifty years without stopping. And of it all, what remains? Perhaps three witty sayings. So that we are at liberty to suppose either that nothing was said, or that nothing witty was said, or that the fraction of three witty sayings lasted eighteen thousand two hundred and fifty nights, which does not leave a liberal allowance of wit for any one of them."
Legacy
"They became part of that unreal but penetrating and exciting universe which is the world seen through the eyes of love."
Love
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