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Could we ever know each other in the slightest without the arts?
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She too was standing in the lamp's raw light. Her cheeks looked hollow, her lips too red, too bold.
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Because you'd be running after your own unhappiness.
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Florentine had grown more or less immune to the charms of spring.
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Where could you find a light to guide the world?
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The more the heart is sated with joy, the more it becomes insatiable.
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