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The Pleasure Of Eloquence Is In Greatest Part Owing Often To The Stimulus Of The Occasion Which Produces It- - To The Magic Of Sympathy, Which Exalts The Feeling Of Each By Radiating On Him The Feeling Of All.

The World Always Had The Same Bankrupt Look, To Foregoing Ages As To Us.

Our Chief Want In Life Is Somebody Who Will Make Us Do What We Can.

Beauty Is The Moment Of Transition, As If The Form Were Just Ready To Flow Into Other Forms.

Why Should The Way I Feel Depend On The Thoughts In Someone Else's Head?