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Love has no age, no limit; and no death.

John Galsworthy

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For the first time, as a family, they appeared to have an instinct of being in contact, with some strange and unsafe thing.
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Appeared Being Family First Insticny Some Strange Thing Time Unsafe
He might wish and wish and never get it – the beauty and the loving in the world!
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Beauty Get Love might never Wish World
There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
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House Limbo Pass Soul Time
Slang is vigorous and apt. Probably most of our vital words were once slang.
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Stang Vigorous
A faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
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Become Faith Man Modern Only Possible
Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.
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Away Bear Carry Friend Go Hard Least Live Many Quest So Thing Years
Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.
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Corpse Dead Deed From Heap Leave Memory Sense So Under Vague
It is an age of stir and change, a season of new wine and old bottles. Yet, assuredly, in spite of breakages and waste, a wine worth the drinking is all the time being made.
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Age Change New Nottle Old Season Stir Wine
The talked-about is always the last to hear the talk . . .
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Always Hear Last Talk
One can even tell the nature of one’s readers, by their preference for the work which reveals more of this side than of that.
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Even More Nature One Preference Reveal Side Work
It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.
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Breathe Day Ineftable Man Painful Spring Such Sweetness Yeaning
Headlines twice the size of the events.
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Event Headlines Size Twice
For, what is grievous, dompting, grim, about our lives is that we are shut up within ourselves, with an itch to get outside ourselves.
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Dompting Itch Ourselves Outside Previous Shut
Life calls the tune, we dance.
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All Dance Life Tune We
Summer summer summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!
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Footstep Grass Soundless Summer
I drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
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Aspiration Distance Drink One Problem Proportion Wine

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