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Cupid and Psyche
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"Come to me all ye who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest"
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C'est la vie
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New Art
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Old Art
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Amour
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"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved"
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The Rising Sun of Paris
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“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.”
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"Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars"
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Gentle Indifference