He knew at the same time that this stricture of acceptance (by which what we must love is made into what we can love) would eventually be a part of hi...
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None of us suffers as much as we should, or loves as much as we say. Love is the first lie; wisdom the last.
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She was gracious and yet fading, like an old statue in a garden, that symbolizes the weather through which it has endured, and is not so much the work...
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I have been loved," she said, "by something strange, and it has forgotten me.
