The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it.

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I can barely conceive a type of beauty in which there is no melancholy.

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

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I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.

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

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

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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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Passion I hate, and spirit does me wrong. Let us love gently.

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The insatiable thirst for everything which lies beyond, & which life reveals is the most living proof of our immortality.

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