Hagar Revelly (Google eBook)

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M. Kennerley, 1913 - 428 pages
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Page 66 - This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself.
Page 407 - Yes : I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
Page 66 - ... thy life, the great and the unspeakably petty alike, must come again to thee, and all in the same series and succession; this spider, too, and this moonlight betwixt the trees and this moment likewise and I myself. The eternal sand-glass of time is always turned again, and thou with it, thou atom of dust' ? Wouldst thou not cast thyself down and with gnashing of teeth curse the demon who thus spoke?
Page 264 - I don't know what would have happened to me if you hadn't been there,
Page 382 - I do want you to know ... that it is the most important thing that has ever happened to me and I am very happy.
Page 165 - And she, utterly helpless in his grasp, intoxicated by the cataclysmic enormity of her first real entrance into the secrets of sexual passion, clung to him, returning throb for throb, pulsation for pulsation; while through the light fabric of her thin silk skirts she could feel the warmth of his body penetrate into her own. At last he arose and standing by the side of the bed, bent over her, saying between his kisses, " We must undress and get into bed right, dearie.
Page 293 - twere to suppress it — My wounds are gaping — ebbing is my blood. Wide gape the wounds — the vacant post's bespoken ! One falls, another fills his place and part. But I have fallen unvanquished — sword unbroken — The only thing that's broken is my heart.
Page 66 - How were it if, some day or night, a demon stole after thee into thy most solitary solitude, and said to thee : " This life, as thou livest it now, and hast lived it, thou...
Page 104 - Je veux un tresor qui les contient tous. Je veux la Jeunesse — ' " Then he quoted in English, " I desire a treasure that contains them all, I desire youth.

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