Here were the hopes which blossom in the paths of life, reconciled with the peace which is in the grave; motions of the intellect as unwearied as the heavens, yet for all anxieties a halcyon of calm: a tranquillity that seem no product of inertia, but as if resulting from mighty and equal antagonisms; infinite activities, infinite repose.

Thomas de Quincey The Confessions of an English Opium-Eater and Other Writings
Also known as: Thomas Penson De Quincey
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Thomas Penson De Quincey (August 15, 1785 – December 8, 1859) was an English essayist and intellectual.

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And when I was told insultingly to cease 'my girlish tears,' that word 'girlish' had no sting for me, except as a verbal echo to the one eternal thought of my heart - that a girl was the sweetest thing I, in my short life, had known - that a girl it was who had crowned the earth with beauty, and had opened to my thirst fountains of pure celestial love, from which, in this world, I was to drink no more.

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That those eat now who never ate before;
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