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The greatest events of life often leave one unmoved; they pass out of consciousness, and, when one thinks of them, become unreal. Even the scarlet flowers of passion seem to grow out in the same meadow as the poppies of oblivion. We reject the burden of their memory, and have anodynes against them. But the little things, the things of no moment, remain with us.
Related Authors: Oscar Wilde | The Portrait of Mr. W. H.
Related Topics: art, existentialism, life, memory
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