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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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Eat, drink and love…the rest is not worth a nickel
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Drink Eat Love Nickel Rest Worth
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
And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.
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Ear Gentle Lobely Make Music Near Water Wind
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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One of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.
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Answer Gold Knowledge Letter Need Only Pleasure Reading
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
Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire – in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
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Came Dead Infinity Inquire Know Living Midst Myriad Shall Star System Useless World
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
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Aspect Beauty Best Bright Cloydless Dark Eye Meet Night Skies Starry Walk
We are all the fools of time and terror: Days Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.
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Day Die Dreading Fool Lathing Life Live Shall Steal Terror Time Us
Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
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Call Hate Misanthrope Them
A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
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Drop Make Million Perhaps Small Think Thousand
Think not I am what I appear.
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Appear Result Think What
I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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Deny Doubt Everything Nothing
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
Come what may, I have been blest.
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Been Blest Come May
Though I love my country, I do not love my countrymen.
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Country Countrymen Love Though
A pretty woman is a welcome guest.
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Guest Pretty Welcome Woman
I have simplified my politics into an utter detestation of all existing governments; and, as it is the shortest and most agreeable and summary feeling imaginable.
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Agreeable Existing Feeling Government Most Politics Setestation Shortest Simplest Summary Utter
They used to say that knowledge is power. I used to think so, but I know now they mean money.
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Knowledge Mean Money Now Power Say Think Use
If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
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Die Learn Society Solitude Teach
This is to be mortal, And seek the things beyond mortality.
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Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain
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Brain Few Thing May Preach More Pleas Surpass Wine
There’s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
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Away Give Joy Like Take World
They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
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Mourn Truly Without Witness
This is the age of oddities let loose.
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Age Let Loose Oddities
The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur’d for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,–at which my soul aches to think,– Intoxicated with eternity.
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Ache Along Country Eternity Leave Limpid People Person Reviry Think Unbound
America is a model of force and freedom and moderation – with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
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