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Theodore Dreiser
To the untraveled,...
To the untraveled, territory other than their own familiar heath is invariably fascinating. Next to love it is the one...
Our civilization is...
Our civilization is still in the middle stage; scarcely beast, in that it is no longer wholly guided by instinct;...
Nothing is proved,...
Nothing is proved, all is permitted.
Source: The Titan, 1914.
-- Theodore...
Let no one...
Let no one underestimate the need of pity. We live in a stony universe whose hard, brilliant forces rage...
Art is the...
Art is the stored honey of the human soul,
gathered on wings of misery and travail.
To the untraveled,...
To the untraveled, territory other than their own familiar heath is invariably fascinating. Next to love it is the one...
Our civilization is...
Our civilization is still in the middle stage; scarcely beast, in that it is no longer wholly guided by instinct;...
Nothing is proved,...
Nothing is proved, all is permitted.
Source: The Titan, 1914.
-- Theodore...
Let no one...
Let no one underestimate the need of pity. We live in a stony universe whose hard, brilliant forces rage...
Art is the...
Art is the stored honey of the human soul,
gathered on wings of misery and travail.