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Virginia Woolf

"The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind."

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"The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind."

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Amber Hurdle

"The body is meant to be seen, not all covered up."

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"The body politic, as well as the human body, begins to die as soon as it is born, and carries itself the causes of its destruction."

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Amber Hurdle

"I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more."

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Amber Hurdle

"Man consists of two parts, his mind and his body, only the body has more fun."

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Amber Hurdle

"If my body is enslaved, still my mind is free."

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Amber Hurdle

"I did, like, a couple of sexier videos, because all of a sudden I went, 'Wow, I have a body. I have this side of me that I haven't shown yet.' And I started kind of playing around with that side of things."

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Amber Hurdle

"What a mysterious thing madness is. I have watched patients whose lips are forever sealed in a perpetual silence. They live, breathe, eat; the human form is there, but that something, which the body can live without, but which cannot exist without the body, was missing."

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Amber Hurdle

"It might feel good to be out of your body for awhile. But you can't stay like that forever."

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Amber Hurdle

"If any thing is sacred, the human body is sacred."

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Amber Hurdle

"Souls are designed to fit inside a body."

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"I'll be blasted', he said, 'if I ever write another word, or try to write another word, to please Nick Greene or the Muse. Bad, good, or indifferent, I'll write, from this day forward, to please myself."
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"She could have wept. It was bad, it was bad, it was infinitely bad! She could have done it differently of course; the colour could have been thinned and faded; the shapes etherealised; that was how Paunceforte would have seen it. But then she did not see it like that. She saw the colour burning on a framework of steel; the light of a butterfly's wing lying upon the arches of a cathedral."
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"You cannot, it seems, let children run about the streets. People who have seen them running wild in Russia say that the sight is not a pleasant one."
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"But Time, unfortunately, though it makes animals and vegetables bloom and fade with amazing punctuality, has no such simple effect upon the mind of man. 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."
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"Either I shall find it, or I shall not find it. I examine my note-case. I look in all my pockets. These are the things that forever interrupt the process upon which I am eternally engaged of finding some perfect phrase that fits this moment exactly."
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"We scarcely want to analyse what we feel to be so large and deeply human."
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"Money dignifies what is frivolous if unpaid for."
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"There can be no two opinions as to what a highbrow is. He is the man or woman of thoroughbred intelligence who rides his mind at a gallop across country in pursuit of an idea."
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"The house was left; the house was deserted. It was left like a shell on a sandhill to fill with dry salt grains now that life had left it. The long life seemed to have set in; the trifling airs, nibbling, the clammy breaths, fumbling, seemed to have triumphed. .."
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"How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself."
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