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Daniel Defoe
Daniel Defoe

Daniel Defoe, an English writer born on September 13, 1660, and died on April 24, 1731. His works covered a wide range of genres, including adventure novels, political satire, and philosophical thinking, with his most famous work being 'Robinson Crusoe'. Defoe's works have had a profound impact on literature. more

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“Yet who can say how our souls have been stamped by witnessing such a cruel drama? All souls are hostages to their human envelopes, but souls must decay and suffer at such indignity, don't you agree?”

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Book:The Wicked Years Complete Collection: Wicked, Son of a Witch, A Lion Among Men, and Out of Oz
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“The answer of course, is that the clock isn't meant to measure earthly time, but the time of the soul. Redemption and condemnation time. For the soul, each instant is always a minute short of judgment.”

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“If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?”

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Author:Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
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“...quite simply, I was in love with New York. I do not mean “love” in any colloquial way, I mean that I was in love with the city, the way you love the first person who ever touches you and you never love anyone quite that way again. I remember walking across Sixty-second Street one twilight that first spring, or the second spring, they were all alike for a while. I was late to meet someone but I stopped at Lexington Avenue and bought a peach and stood on the corner eating it and knew that I had come out out of the West and reached the mirage.”

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Book:We Tell Ourselves Stories in Order to Live: Collected Nonfiction
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