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For the Celtic soul is the stronghold of dreams, of longings come down the dim paths of the ages; and within it there dwells a vague discontent, so that it must for ever go questing. And
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Why should this girl have crossed Stephen's path, or indeed Stephen hers, if it came to that matter? Was not the world large enough for them both? Perhaps not -- or perhaps the event of their meeting had already been written upon tablets of stone by some wise if relentless recording finger.
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Love is the sweetest monotony that was ever conceived of by the Creator.
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For together with those who themselves being normal, had long put intellects above bodies, were writers, painters, musicians and scholars, men and women who, set apart from their birth, had determined to hack out a niche in existence.
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To keep life in his desolate, long-suffering soul, he had stored his mind with much profound learning. So now many poor devils went to him for advice, which he never refused though he gave it sadly. It was always the same: 'Do the best you can, no man can do more -- but never stop fighting. For us there is no sin so great as despair, and perhaps no virtue so vital as courage.
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Oh! that I were day, Resplendent, bountiful, a heaven-born fire, Filled with the glory of my own desire, And thou, the trembling earth awaiting me!
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Susan glanced down and smiled. 'Go away, Sieglinde,' she said, giving her a push. It's food, not me, you fraud!' Sieglinde regained her balance with the dexterity of a tight-rope walker. She sighed and whinnied under her breath continuously, while her paws took a firmer grip of Susan's knee.
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AWAKENING To open both your drowsy eyes, To stretch your limbs and realise That day is here. To watch the dancing, shifting beam Of sun, awake yet half in dream, Uncertain if the fitful gleam Be far or near. To turn with soft, contented sigh, And through the window watch the sky, All opal blue. To feel the air steal in the room, Made fragrant by the soft perfume Of lime-trees, when their scented bloom Is damp with dew. To hear the rustling ..
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Reuben grinned and chewed more vigorously than ever; he had the measure of his master's foot to a nicety. The sun felt actually hot, and Hilary, in his heavy tweeds, began to be less inclined for the long walk over stubbly fields. His eye roved for a suitable place to rest, which he finally discovered under a hedge.
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Alf caught the child and gave him to Father. She was gripping Coral, thrusting her out. Willing, anxious hands were holding a blanket. She was trying to make the boy Walter jump too. But the children were terrified, and dazed by the smoke. They would not jump. They would not obey. Hannah lifted them, then dropped them on to the blanket. 'Hannah, come down. Jump yerself. Quick! Quick!' Alf was struggling to fight his way in through the flame..
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Inside the Mousery the smell was overpowering, but it is doubtful if any of the three noticed it. Down the center of the single long room ran a brick path on either side of which were shelves three deep, divided into roomy sections. The admiral stopped before one of them, 'Golden Agouti', he remarked. He took hold of a rectangular box, the front of which was wired; very slyly he lifted a lid set into the top panel, and lowered the cage so t..
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But do try to remember this: even the world's not so black as it's painted.
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Oh, Stephen, Stephen, get used to the world -- it's a horrible place full of horrible people, but it's all there is, and we live in it, don't we? So we've just got to do as the world does, my Stephen.
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The sorrows of childhood are mercifully passing, for it is only when maturity has rendered soil mellow that grief will root very deeply. Stephen's
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Oh, yes -- very easy to talk about death, but not so easy to manage the dying.
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Pat's been deserted -- have you heard that, darling? Do you think she'll take the veil or cocaine or something?
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Nothing appears to succeed like success in a world that is principally made up of failure.
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Yes, it was trying to get her under, this world with its mighty self-satisfaction, with its smug rules of conduct, all made to be broken by those who strutted and preened themselves on being what they considered normal. They trod on the necks of those thousands of others who, for God knew what reason, were not made as they were; they prided
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No one is useless who can pray, my sister.
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The world would condemn but they would rejoice; glorious outcasts, unashamed, triumphant!
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I cannot protect you, Mary, the world has deprived me of my right to protect; I am utterly helpless, I can only love you.
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For at moments such is the blindness and folly, yet withal the redeeming glory of love.
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From the Bullens' cottage came Father and Alf. They were carrying Granny on her old straw pallet. Hannah followed with the rest of the family. Showers of sparks were blowing on to the roof and against the side wall that was weather-boarded. Mother was clutching her case of stuffed birds and the family Bible. Granny was singing. Hannah said: 'Yer'd best take 'er up near the church and put 'er somewheres out of the wind. Ermie and Doris, you ..
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this thing seems more dreadful than anything else that has ever happened, more utterly dreadful -- but you'll find that it will pass and be completely forgotten --
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And so blinded was she by those gleams of glory which the stars fling into the eyes of young lovers, that she saw perfection where none existed; saw a patient endurance that was purely fictitious, and conceived of a loyalty far beyond the limits of Angela's nature.
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For she thought that she glimpsed through the dust of the years, a faint flicker of the girl who had lingered in the lanes when the young man Williams and she had been courting. And looking at Williams as he stood before her twitching and bowed, she thought that she glimpsed a faint flicker of the youth, very stalwart and comely, who had bent his head downwards and sideways as he walked and whispered and kissed in the lanes.
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There seldom seemed to be a house left with a roof, or with anything much beyond its four walls, and quite often they must lie staring up at the stars, which would stare back again, aloof and untroubled.
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But Pierre, who like all who have known the sea was a child at heart, broke into loud exclamations
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After she had gone he sat on alone, and the lie was still bitter to his spirit as he sat there, and he covered his face for the shame that was in him - but because of the love that was in him he wept.
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Joan has a right to love whom she likes, and to go where she likes and to work and be independent and happy, and if she can't be happy then she has a right to make her own unhappiness; it's a thousand times better to be unhappy in your own way than to be happy in someone else's.
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The ageing and the cynical may make wars, but the young and the idealistic must fight them, and thus there are bound to come quick reactions, blind impulses not always comprehended. Men will curse as they kill, yet accomplish deeds of self-sacrifice, giving their lives for others; poets will write with their pens dipped in blood, yet will write not of death but of life eternal; strong and courteous friendships will be born, to endure in the..
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Memory, the old room was haunted by it -- a man dying with love in his eyes that was deathless -- a woman holding him in her arms, speaking words such as lovers will speak to each other. Memory -- they're the one perfect thing about me.
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