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What relish is in this? How runs the stream?Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep.If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!

The leaves had edges of silver that trembled and rippled like a river of green and fire flowing high above us.

A part ces ennuis, je n’étais pas trop malheureux. Toute la question, encore une fois, était de tuer le temps.

Crying can bring relief, as long as you don’t cry alone.

The thing is-fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.

Me pregunto quién sería el primero en descubrir la eficacia de la poesía para acabar con el amor. – Yo siempre he considerado que la poesía es el alimento del amor – dijo Darcy. – De un gran amor, sólido y fuerte, puede. Todo nutre a lo que ya es fuerte de por sí. Pero si es solo una inclinación ligera, sin ninguna base, un buen soneto la acabaría matando de hambre.

But rather reason thus with reason fetter: Love sough is good but given unsought is better.

And now we look upon the earth and sky. This spread of naked rock and peaks and moonlight is like a world ready to be born, a world that waits. It seems to us it asks a sign from us, a spark, a first commandment. We cannot know what word we are to give, nor what great deed this earth expects to witness. We know it waits. It seems to say it has great gifts to lay before us. We are to speak. We are to give its goal, its highest meaning to all this glowing space of rock and sky.

I sincerely hope your Christmas…may abound in the gaieties which the season generally brings…

If we must have a Jesus let us have a legitimate Jesus.

Cucullus non facit monachum; that’s as much to say, as I wear not motley in my brain.

We asked so many questions that the Teachers forbade it.

Mr. Bennet was among the earliest of those who waited on Mr. Bingley. He had always intended to visit him, though to the last always assuring his wife that he should not go; and till the evening after the visit was paid she had no knowledge of it. It was then disclosed in the following manner. Observing his second daughter employed in trimming a hat, he suddenly addressed her with:

The causes of his embitterment were many, remote and near. He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision. He chronicled with patience what he saw, detaching himself from it and tasting its mortifying flavour in secret.

Make me a willow cabin at your gateAnd call upon my soul within the house;Write loyal cantons of contemned loveAnd sing them loud even in the dead of night;Hallo your name to the reverberate hillsAnd make the babbling gossip of the airCry out “Olivia!” O, you should not restBetween the elements of air and earthBut you should pity me

Everything that isn’t permitted by The Law is forbidden.

I had lived my life one way and I could just as well have lived it another.

It is so long before the mind can persuade itself that she, whom we saw every day, and whose very existence appeared a part of our own, can have departed for ever — that the brightness of a beloved eye can have been extinguished, and the sound of a voice so familiar, and dear to the ear, can be hushed, never more to be heard. These are the reflections of the first days; but when the lapse

You don’t really mean that we got to be frightened all the time of nothing? Life, said Piggy expansively, is scientific, that’s what it is. In a year or two when the war’s over they’ll be traveling to Mars and back. I know there isn’t no beast—not with claws and all that, I mean—but I know there isn’t no fear, either.

The colour which had been driven from her face, returned for half a minute with an additional glow, and a smile of delight added lustre to her eyes, as she thought for that space of time that his affection and wishes must still be unshaken. But she would not be secure”.