A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
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The pages of his time-worn Horace never felt cold to touch even when his own fingers were cold...
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*existential crisis at its finest*
What did it avail then to have been a great emperor, a great general, a marvellous inventor, the most learned of the learned? All were as one before the judgment seat of God. He would reward the good and punish the wicked.
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James bey modernist olduğunuz kadar romantiksiniz de
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had their tale before.
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There was a cold sunlight outside the window. He wondered if he would die. You could die just the same on a sunny day.
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Death and judgment, brought into the world by the sin of our first parents, are the dark portals that close our earthly existence,the portals that open into the unknown and unseen, portals through which every soul must pass, alone, unaided save by its good works, without a friend or brother or parent or master to help it, alone and trembling.
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