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John Williams

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  • Annahas quoted10 years ago
    The prose was graceful, and its passion was masked by a coolness and clarity of intelligence. It was herself he saw in what he read, he realized; and he marveled at how truly he could see her even now. Suddenly it was as if she were in the next room, and he had only moments before left her; his hands tingled, as if they had touched her. And the sense of his loss, that he had for so long dammed within him, flooded out, engulfed him, and he let himself be carried outward, beyond the control of his will; he did not wish to save himself.
  • Flamexhas quoted4 months ago
    he had wanted to be a teacher, and he had become one; yet he knew, he had always known, that for most of his life he had been an indifferent one. He had dreamed of a kind of integrity, of a kind of purity that was entire; he had found compromise and the assaulting diversion of triviality. He had conceived wisdom, and at the end of the long years he had found ignorance. And what else? he thought. What else?
  • Flamexhas quoted4 months ago
    They had forgiven themselves for the harm they had done each other, and they were rapt in a regard of what their life together might have been.
  • Flamexhas quoted4 months ago
    To a woman or to a poem, it said simply: Look! I am alive.
  • anastasiia kihas quoted4 years ago
    you can impress upon the world a sense of your importance.
  • anastasiia kihas quoted4 years ago
    ou're cut out for failure,
  • anastasiia kihas quoted4 years ago
    you're bright enough
  • anastasiia kihas quoted4 years ago
    None of them ever raised the question of that relationship
  • anastasiia kihas quoted4 years ago
    talking late into the night
  • anastasiia kihas quoted4 years ago
    got in the habit of meeting on Friday afternoons at a small saloon in downtown Columbia,
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