Know how to replace in your heart, by the happiness of those you love, the happiness that may be wanting to yourself - George Sand

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Know how to replace in your heart, by the happiness of those you love, the happiness that may be wanting to yourself

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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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There are moments of exaltation and ecstasy when our thoughts become, in a way, more pure, more subtle, more ethereal. These rare moments raise us up so high, carry us so far out of ourselves, that when we fall back to earth we lose the consciousness and the memory of that intellectual intoxication. Who can understand the anchorite’s mysterious visions? Who can relate the dreams of the poet before his emotion has cooled so that he can write them down for us?

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