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"Speech is a rolling-mill that always thins out the sentiment."
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"I write to express my love for the humanity."
"It's so easy to be a poetand so hard to be a man."
"The thing that I fear discriminating against is humor and truth."
"After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."
"Express your feelings, no matter what. Make your every word beautiful, bright, and lovely. Make your every thought creative, caring, and lively."
"Stars don't need words to be heard, their beauty speaks for them."
"Dance to the music of your soul."
"Thou whoreson zed! Thou unnecessary letter! My lord, if you will give me leave, I will tread this unbolted villain into mortar, and daub the wall of a jakes with him. All cheer for Shakespearean insults."
"He seemed like the sort to have a vast arsenal of smirks, shaped over a decade of nonverbal conversation."
"Life is a sacred story."
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"At the bottom of her heart, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like shipwrecked sailors, she turned despairing eyes upon the solitude of her life, seeking afar off some white sail in the mists of the horizon. She did not know what this chance would be, what wind would bring it her, towards what shore it would drive her, if it would be a shallop or a three-decker, laden with anguish or full of bliss to the portholes. But each morning, as she awoke, she hoped it would come that day; she listened to every sound, sprang up with a start, wondered that it did not come; then at sunset, always more saddened, she longed for the morrow."
"Judge the goodness of a book by the energy of the punches it has given you. I believe the greatest characteristic of genius, is, above all, force."
"Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins."
"What better occupation, really, than to spend the evening at the fireside with a book, with the wind beating on the windows and the lamp burning bright...Haven't you ever happened to come across in a book some vague notion that you've had, some obscure idea that returns from afar and that seems to express completely your most subtle feelings?"
"People believe a little too easily that the function of the sun is to help the cabbages along."
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