I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT SHELLEYStanding armies can never consist of resolute robust men; they may be well-disciplined machines, but they will seldom contain men under the influence of strong passions, or with very vigorous faculties.
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A solitary being is by instinct a wanderer.
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To examine the causes of life, we must first have recourse to death.
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With how many things are we on the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain our inquiries.
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Man,” I cried, “how ignorant art thou in thy pride of wisdom!
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The whole series of my life appeared to me as a dream; I sometimes doubted if indeed it were all true, for it never presented itself to my mind with the force of reality.
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Standing armies can never consist of resolute robust men; they may be well-disciplined machines, but they will seldom contain men under the influence of strong passions, or with very vigorous faculties.
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I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel.
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Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it.
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Supremely frightful would be the effect of any human endeavor to mock the stupendous mechanism of the Creator of the world.
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There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand.
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From my infancy I was imbued with high hopes and a lofty ambition.
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I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy, and I shall again be virtuous.
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But I am a blasted tree; the bolt has entered my soul; and I felt then that I should survive to exhibit what I shall soon cease to be – a miserable spectacle of wrecked humanity, pitiable to others and intolerable to myself.
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But soon, I shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt. Soon these burning miseries will be extinct.
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What can stop the determined heart and resolved will of man?
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