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1The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, but through them, and what came through them was longing… For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never visited.
C.S. Lewis - Weight of Glory
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And the crows saw the man and woman sitting together and thought, ‘you know, that’s not a bad idea’.
There’s nothing more satisfying than taking a newly bought paintbrush and rubbing it against your cheek.
This book just got a whole lot better with a Waterhouse painting on the cover!
But I can’t give up wishing,” said Philip, impatiently. “It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them. How can we ever be satisfied without them until our feelings are deadened?
George Eliot - The Mill on the Floss
