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“Never before in his life had he known what happiness was. He knew at most some very rare states of numbed contentment. But now…

— Patrick Süskind

“his life was gently gliding along like a stream that reflects the heaven and fertilizes the fields.”

— Anatole France

“One night they walked while the moon rose and poured a great burden of glory over the garden until it seemed fairyland with Amory…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“There is the incense of wisdom, whispering, to speak of grace in the dark/there is the scent of primal animals, grappling with the glory…

— R. Paul Sardanas

“I clung to him while, overhead, the clouds burst forth a final brilliant streak of golden red, as if the gates of heaven themselves…

— Susanna Kearsley

“And yet suddenly, terribly, he wanted it again, the way it used to be, arms linked together, all drunk and singing beautifully into the…

— Michael Shaara

“A sense of great masses moving at visionary speeds, of giants dancing, of eternal sorrows consoled, of he knew not what and yet he…

— C.S. Lewis

“In moments like these, offering up his heart at the hour that night flowers offer up their perfume, lit up like a lamp in…

— Victor Hugo

“I became the very air; I was full of stars. I was the soaring spaces between the spires of the cathedral, the solemn breath…

— Rachel Hartman

“He closed his eyes in the languor of sleep. His eyelids trembled as if they felt the vast cyclic movement of the earth and…

— James Joyce

“Whichever day it was, it was a gently day - mild, magical and innocent with great sailing of white cloud serene and impregnable in…

— Flann O'Brien

“All was murkiness, now, the landscape and woods, and far below, the dark brooding sweep of the sea. From a limb he could not…

— Julie Berry