“ Everything passes away since thou thyself hast passed away; but Life is immortal; it is that Life we must love in its forms eternally renewed. ”
Anatole France, The Crime of Sylvestre Bonnard (1881). copy citation
| Author | Anatole France |
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| Source | The Crime of Sylvestre Bonnard |
| Topic | love life |
| Date | 1881 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/2123/2123-h/2123-h.htm |
Context
““ From wheresoever thou art at this moment, Clementine, ” “ look down upon this old heart now indeed cooled by age, yet whose blood once boiled for thy sake, and say whether it is not reanimated by the mere thought of being able to love all that remains of thee on earth. Everything passes away since thou thyself hast passed away; but Life is immortal; it is that Life we must love in its forms eternally renewed. All the rest is child’s play; and I myself, with all my books, am only like a child playing with marbles. The purpose of life—it is thou, Clementine, who has revealed it to me! ” ...
Madame de Gabry aroused me from my thoughts by murmuring,
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Madame de Gabry aroused me from my thoughts by murmuring,
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