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But when the self speaks to the self, who is speaking? The entombed soul, the spirit driven in, in, in to the central catacomb; the self that took the veil and left the world -- a coward perhaps, yet somehow beautiful, as it flits with its lantern restlessly up and down the dark corridors.

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and even a tea party means apprehension, breakage

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Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life.

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I detest the masculine point of view. I am bored by his heroism, virtue, and honour. I think the best these men can do is not talk about themselves anymore.

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Oh, is this your buried treasure? The light in the heart.

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There are moments when one can neither think nor feel, she thought, and if one can neithre feel nor think, where's one?

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I ransack public libraries & find them full of sunk treasure.

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I like the unreality of your mind; the whole thing is very splendid and voluptuous and absurd.

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If one could be friendly with women, what a pleasure - the relationship so secret and private compared with relations with men. Why not write about it truthfully?

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The poet is always our contemporary.

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The mind which is most capable of receiving impressions is very often the least capable of drawing conclusions.

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He looked very old. He looked, James thought, getting his head now against the Lighthouse, now against the waste of waters running away into the open, like some old stone lying on the sand; he looked as if he had become physically what was always at the back of both of their minds-that loneliness which was for both of them the truth about things.

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O how blessed it would be never to marry, or grow old; but to spend one's life innocently and indifferently among the trees and rivers which alone can keep one cool and childlike in the midst of the troubles of the world!

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Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame.

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Nothing, however, can be more arrogant, though nothing is commoner than to assume that of Gods there is only one, and of religions none but the speaker’s.

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As I grow old I hate the writing of letters more and more, and like getting them better and better.

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Life for both sexes is arduous, difficult, a perpetual struggle. More than anything... it calls for confidence in oneself...And how can we generate this imponderable quality most quickly? By thinking that other people are inferior to oneself.

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Words belong to each other.

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For some time she observed a great yellow butterfly, which was opening and closing its wings very slowly on a little flat stone. "What is it to be in love?" she demanded, after a long silence; each word as it came into being seemed to shove itself out into an unknown sea. Hypnotized by the wings of the butterfly, and awed by the discovery of a terrible possibility in life, she sat for some time longer. When the butterfly flew away, she rose, and within, her two books beneath her arm returned again, much as a soldier prepares for battle.

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Night had come—night that she loved of all times, night in which the reflections in the dark pool of the mind shine more clearly than by day.

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