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Solitude was my only consolation - deep, dark, deathlike solitude.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
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the sentiment of immediate loss in some sort decayed, while that of utter, irremediable loneliness grew on me with time.
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The careful rearer of the ductile human plant can instil his own religion, and surround the soul by such a moral atmosphere, as shall become to its latest day the air it breathes.
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He is dead who called me into being, and when I shall be no more the very remembrance of us both will speedily vanish.
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I required kindness and sympathy, but I did not believe myself utterly unworthy of it.
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And the violet lay dead while the odour flew On the wings of the wind o'er the waters blue.
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