A child is beset with long traditions. And his infancy is so old, so old, that the mere adding of years in the life to follow will not seem to throw it further back - it is already so far.
Alice Meynell
Our fathers valued change for the sake of its results; we value it in the act.
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Happiness is not a matter of events; it depends upon the tides of the mind
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Spirit of place! It is for this we travel, to surprise its subtlety; and where it is a strong and dominant angel, that place, seen once, abides entire in the memory with all its own accidents, its habits, its breath, its name.
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If there is a look of human eyes that tells of perpetual loneliness, so there is also the familiar look that is the sign of perpetual crowds.
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Recurrence is sure. What the mind suffered last week, or last year, it does not suffer now; but it will suffer again next week or next year.
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It is easy to replace man, and it will take no great time, when Nature has lapsed, to replace Nature.
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I must not think of thee; and, tired yet strong, / I shun the thought that lurks in all delight - / The thought of thee - and in the blue heaven's height, / And in the sweetest passage of a song.
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Flocks of the memories of the day draw near / The dovecot doors of sleep.
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The sense of humor has other things to do than to make itself conspicuous in the act of laughter.
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Let a man turn to his own childhood -- no further -- if he will renew his sense of remoteness, and of the mystery of change.
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The true color of life is the color of the body, the color of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulses. It is the modest color of the unpublished blood.
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The true colour of life is the colour of the body, the colour of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulses. It is the modest colour of the unpublished blood.
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