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"Around him darkness, fog, solitude, the stormy and nonsentient tumult, the undefined curling of those wild waters."
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“What hath night to do with sleep?”
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“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”
― Albert Camus ... See MoreSee Less
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“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.”
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"An indescribable ray of joy illumined that wretched countenance like the last ray of the sun before it disappears behind the clouds which bear the aspect, not of a downy couch, but of a tomb."
- The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas ... See MoreSee Less
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"In this process the chamber and its furniture grew more and more dignified and luxurious; the shawl hanging at the window took upon itself the richness of tapestry; the brass handles of the chest of drawers were as golden knockers; and the carved bedposts seemed to have some kinship with the magnificent pillars of Solomon's temple."
- Tess of the d'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy ... See MoreSee Less
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"Morning made a considerable difference in my general prospect of Life, and brightened it so much that it scarcely seemed the same."
- Great Expectations, Charles Dickens ... See MoreSee Less
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"I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real."
- Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray ... See MoreSee Less
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"Exit, pursued by a bear."
- A Winter's Tale, William Shakespeare ... See MoreSee Less
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"There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'."
- Virginia Woolf, The Waves ... See MoreSee Less
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"What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness."
- John Steinbeck ... See MoreSee Less
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"It was now broad day, and she started again, emerging cautiously upon the highway."
- Tess of the d'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy ... See MoreSee Less
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"There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand."
- Mary Shelley, Frankenstein ... See MoreSee Less
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"It's all mirror, mirror on the wall because beauty is power the same way money is power the same way a gun is power."
- Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters ... See MoreSee Less
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"Four days will quickly steep themselves in night; Four nights will quickly dream away the time; And then the moon, like to a silver bow new bent in heaven, shall behold the night of our solemnities."
- A Midsummer Night's Dream, William Shakespeare ... See MoreSee Less
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