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“From insipid sweet wine; from men who wear moustaches; from the sort of people that call legs 'limbs'; from bedraggled white petticoats: Kind Devil, deliver me.”

Book:I Await the Devil's Coming

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I Await the Devil's Coming

This book delves into the psychological and emotional states of its characters as they face an impending event, weaving a tale of suspense and foreboding. more

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Mary MacLane

Mary MacLane (May 1, 1881 - August 6, 1929) was an American writer known for her autobiographical work, 'Mary MacLane: Autobiography of a Female Impersonator'. Her work, praised for its honesty and bluntness, had a significant impact on American literature in the early 20th century. more

“As I stand among the barren gulches in these days and look away at the slow-awakening hills of Montana, I hear the high, swelling, half tired, half-hopeful song of the world. As I listen I know that there are things, other than the Virtue and the Truth and the Love, that are not for me. There is beyond me, like these, the unbreaking, undying bond of human fellowship—a thing that is earth-old.”

Genius Female Adolescent Angst

Book:I Await the Devil's Coming

Source: I Await the Devil's Coming

“And is it worth while to remain true to an ideal that offers only the vaguest hopes of realization? It is not philosophy. When one has made up one's mind that one wants a dish of hot stewed mushrooms, and set one's heart on it, should one scorn a handful of raw evaporated apples, if one were starving, for the sake of the phantom dish of hot stewed mushrooms? Should one say, Let me starve, but I will never descend to evaporated apples; I will have nothing but a dish of hot stewed mushrooms? If one is sure one will have the stewed mushrooms finally, before one dies of starvation, then very well. One should wait for them and take nothing else.”

Female Adolescent Angst Not Genius Pretentious Twaddle

Book:I Await the Devil's Coming

Source: I Await the Devil's Coming

“Refuser de faire quelque chose parce qu'on l'a déjà fait, parce qu'on a déjà vécu l'expérience, conduit rapidement à une destruction, pour soi-même comme pour les autres, de toute raison de vivre comme de tout futur possible, et vous plonge dans un ennui pesant qui finit par se transformer en une amertume atroce, accompagnée de haine et de rancoeur à l'égard de ceux qui appartiennent encore à la vie.”

Vie Ennui Expérience

Book:The Possibility of an Island

Source: The Possibility of an Island