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Another sleepless night sitting on the porch watching the moths dance around a flickering lightbulb. The drunken mob from the bars across the street stumbling to their waiting cabs, arm in arm with clouds of smoke drifting from their mouths as they breathe in the cool May night.

Anyway, here are some quotes from the latest books:

The Beautiful and the Damned

“it is never quite passion that does the business-it is the dress that passion wears.”
-Fitzgerald

“everywhere we go and move on and change, something’s lost–something’s left behind. You can’t ever quite repeat anything.”
-Fitzgerald

“not knowing that they were but following in the footsteps of dusty generations but comprehending dimly that if truth is the end of life then happiness is a mode of it, to be cherished in it’s brief and tremulous moment.”
-Fitzgerald

“…two souls are sometimes created together and in love before they’re born.”
-Fitzgerald

“and I shall go on shining as a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world.”
-Fitzgerald

Les Miserables

“this book is a drama in which the leading character is the Infinite. Mankind takes second place.”
-Hugo

“the enlightened weep, if only for those still in darkness.”
-Hugo

“the unknown is an ocean; but what is conscience if not an ocean? It is the compass of the unknown.”
-Hugo

“to die is nothing; but it is terrible not to live.”
-Hugo

“love is the folly of men and the wisdom of God.”
-Hugo

“philosophy is the microscope of thought from which everything seeks to fly but nothing escapes.”
-Hugo

“to plunge into the sea is sometimes to escape shipwreck; a coffin lid may be a safety plank.”
-Hugo

“whence should the cry of love proceed, if not from the sacrificial altar?”
-Hugo

“nothing is more close at hand than the impossible, and that what must be looked for is always the unforeseen.”
-Hugo

“two sensitive spirits sleeping together amid the stars”
-Hugo

“you who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love is to live by it.” -Hugo

“work is the law of life, and to reject it as boredom is to submit to it as torment.”
-Hugo

“winter with it’s passing always takes with it something of our sorrows.”
-Hugo

“the heart, turned in upon itself, shrinks, being unable to reach outwards, and probes more deeply, being unable to spread elsewhere. Hence the visions and fancies, the speculations, the tales invented and adventures secretly longed for, the castles of fantasy built solely in the mind, vacant and secret dwelling-places where passion may instal itself directly the door is opened.”
-Hugo

“happy is he, even though he suffers, whom God has endowed with a spirit worthy of both love and misfortune. Those for whom human affairs and the hearts of men have not been informed by this double light have seen and learned nothing. The state of the soul that loves and suffers is sublime.”
-Hugo

“the memory of an absent person shines in the deepest recesses of the heart, shining the more brightly the more wholly it’s object has vanished: a light on the horizon of the despairing, darkened spirit; a star gleaming in our inward night.”
-Hugo

“our imaginings are what most resemble us. Each of us dreams of the unknown and the impossible in his own way.”
-Hugo

“…people need love as they need sunshine; it is warmth.”
-Hugo

“it is possible to conceive of something even more terrible than a hell of suffering, and that is a hell of boredom.”
-Hugo

“darkness afflicts the soul. Mankind needs light. To be cut off from the day is to know a shrinking of the heart.”
-Hugo

“tomorrow irresistibly does it’s work, yesterday as today, and it always achieves it’s aims, although by strange means.”
-Hugo

“do we ever realize our fondest dreams?”
-Hugo

Madame Bovary

“why did we come to know one another? What chance willed it? It was because across the infinite, like two streams that flow but to unite, our special bents of mind had driven us towards each other.”
-Flaubert

“why cry out against the passions? Are they not the one beautiful thing on earth, the source of heroism, of enthusiasm, of poetry, music, the arts, of everything in a word?”
-Flaubert

“ones duty is to feel what is great, cherish the beautiful, and not accept all the conventions of society with the ignominy that it imposes on us.”
-Flaubert

“it was the whisper of the soul, deep, continuous, dominating that of their voices. Surprised with wonder at this strange sweetness, they did not think of speaking of the sensation or of seeking it’s cause. Coming joys, like tropical shores, throw over the immensity before them their inborn softness and odorous wind, and we are lulled by this intoxication without a thought of the horizon that we do not even know.”
-Flaubert

“like shipwrecked sailors,she turned despairing eyes upon the solitude of her life, seeking afar off some white sail in the mists of the horizon.”
-Flaubert

Early morning before dawn, the time for the thinkers restlessly puzzling about the reason why….why, why, why.

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