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Human sympathy has its limits.

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I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.

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Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

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My own rule is to let everything alone.

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It was the hour of a profound human change, and excitement was generating on the air.

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one emotion after another crept into her face like objects into a slowly developing picture.

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Unlike Gatsby and Tom Buchanan I had no girl whose disembodied face floated along the dark cornices and blinding signs and so I drew up the girl besid...more