Metamorphosis
Wordless rhymes dance in my ears, these passions hushed by the despairing trees Like an ethereal whisper, I'm brought to tears Endless sorrows quieted bysoft reveries. Orpheus strums his enduring songs and I find silence in mundane things To settle thy heart, and ease thy wrongs Is to cast off doubt, and give flight to thy wings.
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"Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no...
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