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There's a moral force in a sentence when it comes out right. It speaks the writer's will to live.
The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.
Adele, Musician (1988) |
Henry Cavill, Actor (1983) |
Geoffrey Fisher, Clergyman (1887) |
Akhmad Kadyrov, Statesman (1909) |
Vincent Kartheiser, Actor (1979) |
Soren Kierkegaard, Philosopher (1813) |
James Branch Cabell, Novelist (1958) |
Ludwig Erhard, Politician (1977) |
Murray Kempton, Journalist (1997) |
Henri Laurens, Sculptor (1954) |
Arthur Laurents, Playwright (2011) |