I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on pavement.
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So that is marriage, Lily thought, a man and a woman looking at a girl throwing a ball

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I often wish I'd got on better with your father,' he said.

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Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.

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I desired always to stretch the night and fill it fuller and fuller with dreams.

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She blazed. She kindled. Out of the night she burnt like a white star.

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Infinite sensations. Pearly night air.

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Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night.

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To love makes one solitary.

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What does the brain matter compared with the heart?

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Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence.

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One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

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Among the tortures and devastations of life is this then—our friends are not able to finish their stories.

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You send a girl to school in order to make friends - the right sort.

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Habits gradually change the face of one's life as time changes one's physical face; & one does not know it.

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For the eye has this strange property: it rests only on beauty.

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