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Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull

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We have fools in all sects, and impostors in most; why should I believe mysteries no one can understand, because written by men who chose to mistake madness for inspiration and style themselves Evangelicals?
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All Believe Chose Fool Impostors Men Most Mystery Sect Understand Written
For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
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Always Fiction Strange Stranger Truth
A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover – but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
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Advantage Give Later Lover Man May Expect Sooner Tyrant Woman
The dew of compassion is a tear.
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Compassion Dew Tera
What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.
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Advantage Being Care Known Little Nothing People Time
There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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Deny Doubt Everything Nothing Off Pagan Shake Short Something
Who then will explain the explanation?
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Explain Explanation
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
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Beauty Dreamt Duty Found Life Slep Woke
The dome of thought, the palace of the soul.
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Dome Feeling Palace Soul Thought
I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand;
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Bridge Country Each Hand Person Place Prison Sighs Stood
Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.
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Being Best Drunk Intoxication Life Man Much Reasonable
I live, but live to die: and, living, see nothing to make death hateful, save an innate clinging, a loathsome and yet all invincible instinct of life, which I abhor, as I despise myself, yet cannot overcome – and so I live. Would I had never lived!
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All Death Die Hateful Innate Instinct Invisible Life Live Living Loathsome Make Nanjing Singing Sve
O thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen
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Beautiful Blue Ether Increase Light Mass Multiply Unimaginable Wildence
What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.
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Man Strange Thing Woman
I have imbibed such a love for money that I keep some sequins in a drawer to count, and cry over them once a week.
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Count Cry Drawer Embedded Keep Love Money Once Over Sequin Some Such Wek
What an antithetical mind! – tenderness, roughness – delicacy, coarseness – sentiment, sensuality – soaring and groveling, dirt and deity – all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!
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All Arithmetical Coarseness Deity Delicacy Dirt Groveling Mind Mix Roughness Sensuality Sentiment Soaring Tenderness

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