Friedrich Nietzsche
(1844–1900) German philosopher, poet, composer, cultural critic, and classical philologist
“perhaps all our loves are merely hints and symbols; vagabond-language scrawled on gate-posts and paving-stones along the weary road that others have tramped before us; perhaps you and I are types and this sadness which sometimes falls between us springs from disappointment in our search, each straining through and beyond the other, snatching a glimpse now and then of the shadow which turns the corner always a pace or two ahead of us.”
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Evelyn Waugh
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Brideshead Revisited
Brideshead Revisited (1945)
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