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" At this my heart sank within me: the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was to have been found in the continual pursuit of this end. The end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever again be any interest... "
Victorian Prose: An Anthology - Страница 131
под редакцията на - 1999 - 504 страници
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The Evolution of Modern Economic theory: And Other Papers on the History of ...

Lionel Robbins Baron Robbins - 1973 - 265 страници
...self-consciousness distinctly answered, 'No!' At this my heart sank within me: the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...in the means? I seemed to have nothing left to live for.1 And now Mr Packe: One evening in 1826 just as the year was dying John Mill looked up restlessly...
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William James: In the Maelstrom of American Modernism : a Biography

Robert D. Richardson - 2006 - 622 страници
...distinctly answered 'No!'" "At this," he says, "my heart sank within me: the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...in the means? I seemed to have nothing left to live for."14 James too had been through a long vocational crisis marked by unshakable depression. Mill's...
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Handbook on the Economics of Happiness

L. Bruni - 2007 - 640 страници
...self-consciousness distinctly answered, "No!". At this my heart sank within me; the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was to have been found on the continual pursuit of this end. The end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever again be...
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Tolstoy and the Religious Culture of His Time: A Biography of a Long ...

Inessa Medzhibovskaya - 2008 - 405 страници
...self-consciousness distinctly answered: 'No!' At this my heart sank within me: the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...in the continual pursuit of this end. The end had seemed to charm, and how could there ever again be any interest in the means? 1 seemed to have nothing...
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The Twentieth Century, Том 61

1907
...answered ' No ! ' At this, he goes on, ' my heart sank within me ; the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for.' It would take too long to recall here how Mill found solace in this mood, and how he finally emerged...

The Living Age ..., Том 131

1876
....self-consciousness distinctly answered, " No ! " At this my heart sank within me ; the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. (Pp. 132, 133, 134.) At first he hoped that the cloud would pass away. It did not. It seemed to grow...

Fraser's Magazine, Том 8; Том 88

James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1873
...self-consciousness distinctly answered, 'No!' At this my heart sank within me : the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. He fell into a state of dejection which lasted for months. He carried it into all companies, into all...

The North American Review, Том 118

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1874
...selfconsciousness distinctly answered, ' No ! ' At this my heart sank within me ; the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever be again any interest in the means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for." In the following passage...

The Medical Critic and Guide, Том 25

William Josephus Robinson - 1925
...this my heart sank within me : the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. . . . The end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever...means? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. . . . The lines in Coleridge's "Dejection" exactly describe my case: — "A grief without a pang, void,...

The Southern Magazine, Том 14, Брой 6

William Hand Browne - 1874
...institutions and foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was to be found in the continual pursuit of this end. The end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever be again any interest in the means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for The lines in Coleridge's...




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