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Potent Quotable

December 3, 2009
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A solitary unused to speaking of what he sees and feels, has mental experiences which are at once more intense and less articulate than those of a gregarious man.  They are sluggish, yet more wayward, and never without a melancholy tinge.  Sights and impressions which others brush aside with a glance, a light comment, a smile, occupy him more than their due; the sink silently in, they take on meaning, they become experience, emotion, adventure.  Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous – to poetry.  But also it gives birth to the opposite: to the perverse, the illicit, the absurd.

Thomas Mann – Death in Venice

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