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Evelyn Beatrice Hall

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For the first time he looked into his heart and wrote, and thus for the first time he touched the hearts of others; the cold style took fire, and beneath the clumsy periods welled tears.
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Ch. 1 : D'Alembert: The Thinker, p.29

 
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