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Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars read more
Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
I was court-martial in my absence, and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me read more
I was court-martial in my absence, and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.
We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.
We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.
Separation penetrates the disappearing person like a pigment and steeps him in gentle radiance.
Separation penetrates the disappearing person like a pigment and steeps him in gentle radiance.
He that can live alone resembles the brute beast in nothing, the sage in much, and God in everything. - read more
He that can live alone resembles the brute beast in nothing, the sage in much, and God in everything. - The Art of Worldly Wisdom, 1647.
Absence does not make the heart grow fonder, but it sure heats up the blood.
Absence does not make the heart grow fonder, but it sure heats up the blood.
To fly from, need not be to hate, makind: All are not fit with them to stir and toil, Nor read more
To fly from, need not be to hate, makind: All are not fit with them to stir and toil, Nor is it discontent to keep the mind Deep in its fountain. - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, 1818.
Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently. - My Summer in read more
Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently. - My Summer in a Garden.
Only in solitude do we find ourselves; and in finding ourselves, we find in ourselves all our brothers in solitude. read more
Only in solitude do we find ourselves; and in finding ourselves, we find in ourselves all our brothers in solitude. - Essays and Soliloquies, 1924.
