Oh literature, oh the glorious Art, how it preys upon the marrow in our bones. It scoops the stuffing out of us, and chucks us aside. Alas!
David Herbert Lawrence
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- Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically.
- Ours is an excessively conscious age. We know so much, we feel so little.
- The only justice is to follow the sincere intuition of the soul, angry or gentle. Anger is just, and pity is just, but judgement is never just.
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