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“And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.”
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“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more”
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There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more”
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“In secret we met
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.”
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In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.”
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“Always laugh when you can, it is cheap medicine.”
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“She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes...”
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Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes...”
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“In secret we met -
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee? -
With silence and tears”
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In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee? -
With silence and tears”
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“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”
― Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”
― Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
“There are four questions of value in life... What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living "for, and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is same. Only love.”
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“Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.”
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“The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain.”
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“If I do not write to empty my mind, I go mad.”
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“Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.”
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“But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think.”
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Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think.”
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“The heart will break, but broken live on. ”
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“Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life. ”
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“There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.”
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“Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt
In solitude, where we are least alone.”
― Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
In solitude, where we are least alone.”
― Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
“You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?”
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“Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.”
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“I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.”
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“A drop of ink may make a million think.”
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“The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree
I planted; they have torn me, and I bleed.
I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.”
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I planted; they have torn me, and I bleed.
I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.”
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“Tis strange - but true; for Truth is always strange,
Stranger than Fiction”
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Stranger than Fiction”
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“Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.”
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“Friendship is love without wings.”
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“Adversity is the first path to truth.”
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“I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.”
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“I live not in myself, but I become
Portion of that around me: and to me
High mountains are a feeling, but the hum
of human cities torture.”
― Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
Portion of that around me: and to me
High mountains are a feeling, but the hum
of human cities torture.”
― Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
“I know that two and two make four - and should be glad to prove it too if I could - though I must say if by any sort of process I could convert 2 and 2 into five it would give me much greater pleasure.”
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