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No, no, I'm sure, My restless spirit never could endure To brood so long upon one luxury, Unless it did, though fearfully, espy A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
— John Keats
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We made bad use of immortality, and so ended up dying; Christ made good use of mortality, so that we might end up living.
— Saint Augustine
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