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"I do not belong to my family; I am not a branch of that noble trunk, but a poisonous toadstool sprung up among it’s moss-grown roots some heavy, stormy night; and yet no one has ever had more aspirations and soarings after the beautiful than I, no one has ever tried more stubbornly to spread his wings; but each attempt has made my fall the greater, and I have been lost through what ought to have saved me."
~Théophile Gautier, Mademoiselle de Maupin

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