Quote#God & Faith
Fading, with the Night, the memory of a dead love, and the withered…
Quote byLewis Carroll · 1832–1898
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Sylvie and Bruno (1889), Chapter 25 : Looking Eastward.
English (original)
Fading, with the Night, the memory of a dead love, and the withered leaves of a blighted hope, and the sickly repinings and moody regrets that numb the best energies of the soul: and rising, broadening, rolling upward like a living flood, the manly resolve, and the dauntless will, and the heavenward gaze of faith — the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen!
— Lewis Carroll
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