Desire's wind blasts the thorntree but after it becomes from a bramblebush to be a rose upon the rood of time. Ulysses
Believe those who are seeking the truth. Doubt those who find it. So Be It; or, The Chips Are Down
As long as war is regarded as wicked, it will always have its fascination. When it is looked upon as vulgar, it will cease to be popular. The Critic as Artist
The beauty of the world which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. A Room of One's Own
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