Love is the only thing you can really give in all this world. When you give love, you give everything.
Nothing is proved, all is permitted. - Theodore Dreiser
Nothing is proved, all is permitted.
- Theodore Dreiser
Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail. - Theodore Dreiser
Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail.
I believe in the compelling power of love. I do not understand it. I believe it to be the most fragrant blossom of all this thorny existence. - Theodore Dreiser
I believe in the compelling power of love. I do not understand it. I believe it to be the most fragrant blossom of all this thorny existence.
Life is a God-damned, stinking, treacherous game and nine hundred and ninety-nine men out of a thousand are bastards. - Theodore Dreiser
Life is a God-damned, stinking, treacherous game and nine hundred and ninety-nine men out of a thousand are bastards.
Life is made for the strong. There is no mercy in it for the weak– none...Such is the tragedy of desire. - Theodore Dreiser
Life is made for the strong. There is no mercy in it for the weak– none...Such is the tragedy of desire.
Our civilization is still in a middle stage, scarcely beast, in that it is no longer wholly guided by instinct; scarcely human, in that it is not yet… - Theodore Dreiser
Our civilization is still in a middle stage, scarcely beast, in that it is no longer wholly guided by instinct; scarcely human, in that it is not yet…
Love is the only thing you can really give in all this world. When you give love, you give everything. - Theodore Dreiser
Assure a man that he has a soul and then frighten him with old wives' tales as to what is to become of him afterward, and you have hooked a fish, a m… - Theodore Dreiser
Assure a man that he has a soul and then frighten him with old wives' tales as to what is to become of him afterward, and you have hooked a fish, a m…
How true it is that words are but the vague shadows of the volumes we mean. - Theodore Dreiser
How true it is that words are but the vague shadows of the volumes we mean.
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