Dans les jours orageux de la jeunesse, on s'imagine que la solitude est le grand refuge contre les atteintes, le grand remède aux blessures du combat… - George Sand

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Dans les jours orageux de la jeunesse, on s'imagine que la solitude est le grand refuge contre les atteintes, le grand remède aux blessures du combat; c'est une grave erreur, et l'expérience de la vie nous apprend que, là ou l'on ne peut vivre en paix avec ses semblables, il n'est point d'admiration poétique ni de jouissances d'art capables de combler l'abîme qui se creuse au fond de l'âme.

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About George Sand

Amandine-Aurore-Lucile Dupin, baronne Dudevant (1 July 1804 – 8 June 1876), most famous under her pseudonym George Sand, was a French novelist and a pioneer of feminism.

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Alternative Names: Amantine Lucile Aurore Dupin Amandine Lucile Aurore Dupin Baroness Dudevant Jules Sand Lucie Dudevant Aurore Amantine Lucile Dupin Aurore Amantine Lucile Sand Amandine-Aaurore-Lucile Dupin George nee Dupin Sand Mrs. George Sand Georges Sand Amandine-Aurore-Lucile Dudevant Amandine-Aaurore-Lucile Dudevant Lucile Aurore Dupin A.A.L. Dudevant-Dupin
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[...], y su melodía, como una voz de los elementos, se alzaba al cielo sin más poesía que la del sentimiento. No tenía ya miedo Valentina, porque se hallaba bajo el hechizo de aquel misterioso canto; y era tan dulce la sensación que le causaba, que ni aun le ocurrió admirarse de oírle en aquel sitio y aquella hora.
Cesó el canto, y Valentina creyó que lo había soñado.

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