He who looks through an open window sees fewer things than he who looks through a closed window.

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I should like the fields tinged with red, the rivers yellow and the trees painted blue. Nature has no imagination.

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A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.

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Genius is nothing more nor less than childhood recaptured at will.

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Unable to suppress love, the Church wanted at least to disinfect it, and it created marriage.

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No task is a long one but the task on which one dare not start. It becomes a nightmare.

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But what does it matter what reality is outside myself, so long as it has helped me to live, to feel that I am, and what I am?

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Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally; goodness is always the product of some art.

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Let us beware of common folk, common sense, sentiment, inspiration, and the obvious.

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To handle a language skillfully is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery.

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