“Yet that grief and this joy were alike outside all the ordinary conditions of life; they were loop-holes, as it were, in… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“The deepest shade of twilight did not send him from his favourite plane-tree. He loved the soothing hour, when the last tints… — Ann Radcliffe Copy Share Image
“Science is not enough, religion is not enough, art is not enough, politics and economics is not enough, nor is love, nor… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“All he knew and felt was that what was happening was what had happened nearly a year before in the hotel of… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
He loved the soothing hour, when the last tints of light die away; when the stars, one by one, tremble through æther,… — Ann Radcliffe Copy Share Image
But that had been grief--this was joy. Yet that grief and this joy were alike outside all the ordinary conditions of life;… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
