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I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.

George Eliot

If the past is not to bind us, where can duty lie? We should have no law but the inclination of the moment.
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Bind Duty Lie Pst Us
Rome – the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar.
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City Country Funeral Hemisphere History Image Move Past Procession Seem Strange Visible
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
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Also Like Love Mind Same Sure Told
Genius … is necessarily intolerant of fetters.
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Genius Intolerant Necessarily
It is hard to believe long together that anything is “worth while,” unless there is some eye to kindle in common with our own, some brief word uttered now and then to imply that what is infinitely precious to us is precious alike to another mind.
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Anything Believe Common Eye Hard Kindle Long Own Some Together Worth
Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.
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Begab Face Life Love Mother Walk
Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending.
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Beginning Ending Every Limit Well
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
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Agony Depth Into Look Love Only Parting
My own experience and development deepen every day my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy.
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Conviction Deepen Degree Develop Experience Measure Moral Own Progress
Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.
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Country Memories Mind People Person Vague
One can say everything best over a meal.
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Bst Can Everything Meal One Over Say
Blessed is the man, who having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
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Abstain Bless Evidence Fact Man Nothing Say Wordy
She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.
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Compassion Down Grief Last Longer Make Sharer Thought Wrestling
The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.
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Come Forward Imagine Look never Ourselves Pass Precisely Thing Way
Conscience is harder than our enemies, Knows more, accuses with more nicety.
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Conscience Enemy Harder
It is painful to be told that anything is very fine and not be able to feel that it is fine–something like being blind, while people talk of the sky.
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Able Being Blind Feel Fine Painful People Sky Something Talk Thing Told

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