« Posterity, increasingly, seems to resemble a hurry traveler who made his trunk, and who can get in only a small number of volumes chosen. »
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Charles-Augustin Sainte-Beuve
Causeries du lundi |
Charles-Augustin Sainte-Beuve
Causeries du lundi
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« And my happiness, to me, is not this life. »
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Charles-Augustin Sainte-Beuve
Poésies de Joseph Delorme |
Charles-Augustin Sainte-Beuve
Poésies de Joseph Delorme
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« We keep the irony in judging. Of all the provisions of the spirit, the irony is the least intelligent. »
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Charles-Augustin Sainte-Beuve
Mes poisons |
Charles-Augustin Sainte-Beuve
Mes poisons
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