The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
William Butler Yeats
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This melancholy London - I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. One feels them passing like a whiff of air.
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Nor dread nor hope attend a dying animal; a man awaits his end dreading and hoping all.
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