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Danh ngôn của Theodore Dreiser (Sứ mệnh: 6)

Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail.
In order to have wisdom we must have ignorance.
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.