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3e45173
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Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
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lover
words
earth
poetry
reason
imagination
fantasy
love
devils
egypt
helen
lunatic
madmen
poet
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Shakespeare William Shakespeare |
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64b5cf1
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They must take me for a fool, or even worse, a lunatic. And no wonder ,for I am so intensely conscious of my misfortune and my misery is so overwhelming that I am powerless to resist it and am being turned into stone, devoid of all knowledge or feeling.
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windmills
quixote
stone
misery
misfortune
lunatic
insane
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Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |
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68267fd
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"Where's Quinn?' "He went around the other side." Connor replied. Stealth mode." A war whoop and a mocking laugh belied that comment. Hunter sighed. 'He's across the street, being a lunatic, you mean.' "That's stealth mode for him."
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funny
stealth-mode
hunter
quinn
lunatic
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Alyxandra Harvey |
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a1e2a3b
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"I said to him, "Shall I tell you where the men are who believe most in themselves? For I can tell you. I know of men who believe in themselves more colossally than Napoleon or Caesar. I know where flames the fixed star of certainty and success. I can guide you to the thrones of the Super-men. The men who really believe in themselves are all in lunatic asylums."
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lunatic
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G.K. Chesterton |
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4b831f0
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I am the child of a lunatic. Not a child of God.
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god
lunatic
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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b8b2676
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"Why did you revive me?" Alecto repeated. "Well... uh, well...." Mandy hesitated, her voice full of sudden misery. "They say there are five stages of grief, you know... five stages. denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Not in any particular order. Anyhow, I denied your death, I was angry about it, I bargained with Mearth to try and get her to un-bury your site and I was depressed about the whole ordeal. One thing I just froze up on though was acceptance. I just couldn't accept your death. It was really cruel the way you died, and I missed you so much... Mearth, my parents, the cops, Dr. Pottie, they all thought I was crazy. When people think you're crazy, that label automatically dehumanizes you, because people can use it to discredit everything you say with, "oh, pay no mind to her, she's just this crazy lunatic with a dead imaginary friend." I just wanted to do something, anything to make it all go away, and I decided that I wanted to revive you."
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mourning
grief
loss
depression
death
sadness
friendship
bargaining
discredit
imaginary-friend
revival
dehumanization
death-of-a-loved-one
anger
denial
help
friend
crazy
lunatic
dying
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Rebecca McNutt |
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d716fd0
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As far as Samson was concerned I was just another foreigner in pursuit of a lunatic quest.
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question
journey
lunatic
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Tahir Shah |