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But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
- Dead Poets Society
“When you stand in front of me and look at me, what do you know of the griefs that are in me and what do I know of yours?”
— Franz Kafka, in a letter to Oskar Pollak dated November 8, 1903
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