The contemplation of beauty, whether it be a uniquely tinted sunset, a radiant face, or a work of art, makes us glance back unwittingly at our personal past and juxtapose ourselves and our inner being with the utterly unattainable beauty revealed to us.

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Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.

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I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.

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The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book.

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The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.

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Genius is finding the invisible link between things.

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I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.

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And the rest is rust and stardust.

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Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses.

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Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.

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