Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.

GUSTAVE FLAUBERT

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Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.

Gustave Flaubert

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The future is the worst thing about the present.
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What a heavy oar the pen is, and what a strong current ideas are to row in!

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