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An absolutely new idea is one of the rarest things known to man. ↗

— Thomas More

#idea #known #man #new #new idea

'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone. ↗

— Thomas More

#blooming #companions #faded #gone #her

Then he clambered into the boat. Oh, and the beauty of the subjection of his loins, white and dimly luminous as he climbed over the side of the boat, his back rounded and soft -ah this was too much for her, too final a vision. She knew it and it was fatal. The terrible hopelessness of fate, and of beauty, such beauty! He was not like a man to her, he was an incarnation, a great phase of life. She saw him press the water out of his face, and look at the bandage on his hand. And she knew it was all no good, and she would never go beyond him, he was the final approximation of life to her. ↗

— D.H. Lawrence

#beauty

I would uphold the law if for no other reason but to protect myself. ↗

— Thomas More

#law #myself #other #protect #reason

My only books were woman's looks, and folly's all they've taught me. ↗

— Thomas More

#folly #looks #me #only #taught

There are several sorts of religions, not only in different parts of the island, but even in every town; some worshipping the sun, others the moon or one of the planets. ↗

— Thomas More

#different parts #even #every #island #moon

They wonder much to hear that gold, which in itself is so useless a thing, should be everywhere so much esteemed, that even men for whom it was made, and by whom it has its value, should yet be thought of less value than it is. ↗

— Thomas More

#even #everywhere #gold #hear #itself

This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven. ↗

— Thomas More

#brain #driven #gave #glimpse #heaven

Those among them that have not received our religion do not fright any from it, and use none ill that goes over to it, so that all the while I was there one man was only punished on this occasion. ↗

— Thomas More

#any #fright #goes #i #ill

Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age. ↗

— Jeanne Moreau

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