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"What Of Art?" She Asked.
"What of art?" she asked.
"It is a malady."
"Love?"
"An illusion."
"Religion?"
"The fashionable substitute for belief."
"You are a sceptic."
"Never! Scepticism is the beginning of faith."
"What are you?"
"To define is to limit."
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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Because one thing has become clear to me: you can cope with all the horror as long as you simply duck thinking about it – but it will kill you if you try to come to terms with it.
— Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front
Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are all noble pursuits, and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
— Dead Poets Society
And then there are days when I can't even recognise myself.
— where shadows live, on days I feel lost
We are dreaming of tomorrow and tomorrow isn't coming, We are dreaming of a glory that we don't really want, We are dreaming of a new day when the new day's here already, We are running from the battle when it's one that must be fought. And still we sleep. We are listening for the calling but never really heeding, Hoping for the future when the future's only plans, Dreaming of the wisdom that we are dodging daily, Praying for a savoir when salvation's in our hands. And still we sleep. And still we sleep, And still we pray, And still we fear. And still we sleep.
— Dead Poets Society
And then there are days when I can't even recognise myself.
— where shadows live, on days I feel lost