Stories by American Authors, Volume 1 by Various
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could have helped reading a few lines--if only for the sake of restoring
lost property. But I was drawn on, and on, and finished by reading all: thence, since no further harm could be done, I re-read, pondering over certain passages until they stayed with me. Here they are, as I set them down, that evening, on the back of a legal blank: "It makes a great deal of difference whether we wear social forms as bracelets or handcuffs." "Can we not still be wholly our independent selves, even while doing, in the main, as others do? I know two who are so; but they are married." "The men who admire these bold, dashing young girls treat them like weaker copies of themselves. And yet they boast of what they call 'experience!'" "I wonder if any one felt the exquisite beauty of the noon as I did, to-day? A faint appreciation of sunsets and storms is taught us in youth, and kept alive by novels and flirtations; but the broad, imperial splendor of this summer noon!--and myself standing alone in it--yes, utterly alone!" "The men I seek _must_ exist: where are they? How make an acquaintance, when one obsequiously bows himself away, as I advance? The fault is surely not all on my side." |
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