The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist.
The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it.
Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.
To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.
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