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How empty life appears when one is close to death!",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":10,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":9},{},[],{"id":38,"quote_text":39,"author_id":5,"source_id":15,"has_image":21,"author":40,"source":41,"quote_tag":42,"commentary":9},3048981,"Is this not the collector’s exquisite pleasure, that his desire should know no bounds, should reach out into the infinite, should never know full possession which disappoints by its very completeness. O what joy to be able to postpone the fulfillment of desire to infinity!",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":10,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":9},{},[],{"id":44,"quote_text":45,"author_id":5,"source_id":15,"has_image":21,"author":46,"source":47,"quote_tag":48,"commentary":9},3048973,"The essence of art that is at all noble is the DREAM, and this dream dwells only upon what is distant, absent, vanished, unattainable.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":10,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":9},{},[],{"id":50,"quote_text":51,"author_id":5,"source_id":15,"has_image":21,"author":52,"source":53,"quote_tag":54,"commentary":9},3048949,"She sinks. She sinks in holy sadness. Like an Ophelia in tears she sinks.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":10,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":9},{},[],{"id":56,"quote_text":57,"author_id":5,"source_id":58,"has_image":21,"author":59,"source":60,"quote_tag":61,"commentary":9},851033,"Is that not what makes it great?' he retorted to his friend. 'Its beauty resides in its silence, and its glory in now only belonging to a few priests and poor people, that is to say to those who are purest because they have renounced the world. Its higher destiny is to be something which has outlived its time.",2,{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":10,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":9},{},[],{"id":63,"quote_text":64,"author_id":5,"source_id":58,"has_image":21,"author":65,"source":66,"quote_tag":67,"commentary":68},845098,"Then he returned to his theme: 'If so many lovers feel the desire to die and more and more die each day, while still in love, it is because love and death are linked by analogies, by underground passages, and communicate. One leads to the other. The one makes the other more acute, more intense. There is no doubt that death is a great stimulant of love. (\"Love And Death\")",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":10,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":9},{},[],"**The Backstory**\nGeorges Rodenbach, a Belgian poet and novelist, penned these words in his 1896 novel \"Bruges-la-Morte,\" which is a masterpiece of Symbolist literature. At the time, Rodenbach was deeply influenced by the Romantic movement's emphasis on intense emotions and the interconnectedness of life and death. His own life had been marked by personal tragedy, including the loss of his beloved wife.\n\n**The Hidden Insight**\nWhat lies beneath this poignant passage is a profound exploration of the human psyche's tendency to romanticize mortality within the context of love. Rodenbach suggests that our culture perpetuates an unspoken symbiosis between passion and demise, where the presence of death serves as an unacknowledged catalyst for heightened emotional experience.\n\n**How to Use This**\nIn today's fast-paced world, where we often seek to prolong life at all costs, it is essential to recognize that embracing this paradox can actually liberate us from our fears. By acknowledging and even appreciating the finite nature of love and life, artists, entrepreneurs, and individuals can tap into a deeper sense of urgency and meaning, fueling their creative pursuits with an almost reckless abandon.",{"id":70,"quote_text":71,"author_id":5,"source_id":58,"has_image":21,"author":72,"source":73,"quote_tag":74,"commentary":9},833689,"What an austere landscape! Borluut was alone, with nothing but the sky and water. No footsteps, apart from his own, marked the immense expanse, the white desert which this ancient outer harbour of Bruges now was.",{"id":5,"author_name":6,"slug":10,"author_name_first_letter":7,"article_count":8,"image_url":9},{},[],{"id":76,"quote_text":77,"author_id":5,"source_id":58,"has_image":21,"author":78,"source":79,"quote_tag":80,"commentary":9},793896,"The act of writing itself is like an act of love. There is contact. There is exchange too. 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