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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.

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Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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Forever Mortal Taste Youth
If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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Alone Himself People
How she hated words, always coming between her and her life: they did the ravishing, if anything did: ready-made words and phrases, sucking all the live-sap out of living things.
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Hate Herself Live Word
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
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Animal Death Feeling Myself See Wild
Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Deep Relationship Silence Word
One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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Book Emotion Present Sick
A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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Love Luxury Man Poor Satisfaction Woman
Don’t you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?
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Beautiful Empty People World Yourself
For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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Deep Desire End Philosophy
If a woman hasn’t got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she’s a dry stick as a rule.
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Herself Woman
I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.
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Eyes Myself Nature Perfection Sea Sun
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
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Flower Heart Lost Save
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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Heart Broken Love Myself
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
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Hot Passion Talk Word Yourself
And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
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Animal Creation Flower Nature
All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets,unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.
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Laughter Ourselves Philosophy Touch

A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.

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