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Better far this nameless void that stops my life than a sea of sorrow for you.
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Better far this nameless void that stops my life than a sea of sorrow for you.
Freedom, too, the long-sought, we still seek,--the freedom of life and limb, the freedom to work and think, the freedom to love and aspire.
No, the love which survives the tomb is one of the noblest attributes of the soul.
Where there is great love there are always miracles.
The love of life, then, is an habitual attachment, not an abstract principle.