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“Out of his zestful study of Man, from Thucydides to the Encyclopaedists, from Seneca to Rousseau, he had confirmed into an unassailable conviction his earliest conscious impressions of the general insanity of his own species.”

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Scaramouche

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Rafael Sabatini
Rafael Sabatini

Rafael Sabatini (April 29, 1875 – February 13, 1950) was an Italian-born British writer known for his historical adventure novels. His most famous works include 'Captain Blood', 'The Sea Hawk', and 'Spartacus'. Born in Italy to an English mother and Italian father, he was multilingual and later settled in England to pursue writing. His novels often set in 17th and 18th century Europe, blending romance and adventure. Sabatini's works were adapted into films and TV series, influencing the historical adventure genre. He wrote over 40 novels and short story collections, earning the title 'Master of Historical Adventure'. His legacy endures among fans of classic adventure literature. more

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“Lie down beside these waters That bubble from the spring; Hear in the desert silence The desert sparrow sing; Draw from the shapeless moment Such pattern as you can; And cleave henceforth to Beauty; Expect no more from man. Man, with his ready answer, His sad and hearty word, For every cause in limbo, For every debt deferred, For every pledge forgotten, His eloquent and grim Deep empty gaze upon you,— Expect no more from him.”

“Zar čovjekovo poricanje Boga nije ponekad kapriciozno? Ograničenost savremenog čovjeka najviše se ogleda u njegovom uvjerenju da mu je sve jasno. Njegova mudrost je zbir njegovog znanja i ogromne količine neznanja koje on ne primjećuje, koje on, bolje rečeno, prihvata kao znanje. I pred licem najveće tajne on se ponaša samouvjereno i uobraženo. On ne vidi zagonetku i upravo u tome se očituje kolosalna mjera njegovog neznanja i predrasuda.”

“She let her head fall back upon Marius' knees and her eyelids closed. He thought that poor soul had gone. Eponine lay motionless; but just when Marius supposed her for ever asleep, she slowly opened her eyes in which the gloomy deepness of death appeared, and said to him with an accent the sweetness on which already seemed to come from another world: "And then, do you know, Monsieur Marius, I believe I was a little in love with you." She essayed to smile again and expired.”