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Notes from the Underground - Dostoyevsky, Fyodor ยท 69 words
And what loving kindness, oh Lord, what loving kindness I felt at times in those dreams of mine. in those flights into the sublime and the beautiful; though it was fantastic love, though it was never applied to anything human in reality, yet there was so much of this love that one did not feel afterwards even the impulse to apply it in reality; that would have been superfluous.
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