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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
I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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Deny Doubt Everything Nothing
The drying up a single tear has more, of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.
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Dry Fame Gore Honest Most Sea Shedding Single Tear
I am not now That which I have been.
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Been Now Thought Which
Since Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.
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Apple Ate Demand Dinner Eve Much Since
Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
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Abyss Bliss Care Fall Into Know Little
Always laugh when you can; it is cheap medicine. Merriment is a philosophy not well understood. It is the sunny side of existence.
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Always Cheap Existence Laugh Medicine Philosophy Side Sunny Understood Well
Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.
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Dream Glimmering Gone Thing
I learned to love despair.
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Despair Learn Love
What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
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Close Deep Ever Scar Without Wound
A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
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Drop Make Million Perhaps Small Think Thousand
If a man proves too clearly and convincingly to himself…that a tiger is an optical illusion–well, he will find out he is wrong.
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Clearly Convincing Find Himself Illusion Many Optical Out Prove Tiger Wrong
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
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Dep Intrude Lonely Pathless Pleasure Rapture Sea Shore Society Wood
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
And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music… Speak to me!
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Before Hear Music Once Perish Speak Voice
If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
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Die Learn Society Solitude Teach

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