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”On his own, he was actually composed of two apparently incompatible elements. He was ironic and cordial. His indifference was loving. His mind dispensed with belief, yet his heart could not dispense with friendship. A thorough contradiction; for an affection is a conviction. This was his nature.”
- Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
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The Absinthe Drinker
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diffidentlibraryghost · 11 months
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”You’ll see.”
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”Red,” he said as he came in, looking straight at Enjolras. Then, with the flat of his huge hand, he smoothed the two scarlet points of his waistcoat over his breast.
And, going up to Enjolras, he whispered in his ear, ”Don’t worry.”
- Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
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”He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.
He began to say to himself: ’Perhaps I shall cross the River myself one day.’ To which the other half of his mind always replied: ’Not yet.’”
- J. R. R. Tolkien
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"Many of those trees were my friends, creatures I had known from nut and acorn; many had voices of their own that are lost for ever now.
And there are wastes of stump and bramble where once there were singing groves.”
- Treebeard
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”I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.
For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.
I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.”
- J. R. R. Tolkien
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