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Hope is the struggle of the soul, breaking loose from what is perishable, and attesting her eternity.

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Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing ...more

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The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating them, till they are left...more

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Savage though he was, and hideously marred about the face-at least to my taste-his countenance yet had a something in it which was by no means disagre...more

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The sun hides not the ocean, which is the dark side of this earth, and which is two thirds of this earth. So, therefore, that mortal man who hath more...more

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So far gone am I in the dark side of earth, that its other side, the theoretic bright one, seems but uncertain twilight to me.

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Glimpses do ye seem to see of that mortally intolerable truth; that all deep, earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open...more