Quote by Charles Dickens
A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is con

A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those dark, clustered houses encloses it – Charles Dickens

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May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn. – Delmore Schwartz

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Im in a period of growth and expansion. Im taking long, hard looks at the world and whats happening in it, analyzing and thinking. Im trying to become acquainted with the universe — with the part of it I occupy — and trying to settle, for myself, what my relationship with it is. – Gene Roddenberry

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When the waves are round me breaking,
As I pace the deck alone,
And my eye in vain is seeking
Some green leaf to rest upon;
What would not I give to wander
Where my old companions dwell?
Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
Isle of Beauty, fare thee well! – John Milton

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Two things fill the heart with renewed and increasing awe and reverence the more often and the more steadily that they are meditated on: the starry skies above me and the moral law inside me. – Immanuel Kant

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