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The place of justice is a hallowed place.
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It is a true rule that love is ever rewarded, either with the reciproque or with an inward and secret contempt.
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It's always hopeless to talk about painting - one never does anything but talk around it.
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There is a cunning which we in England call the rning of the cat in the pan.
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The way of fortune is like the milky way in the sky; which is a meeting, or knot, of a number of small stars, not seen asunder, but giving light together : so are there a number of little and scarce discerned virtues, or rather faculties and customs, that make men fortunate.
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I like, you may say, the glitter and colour that comes from the mouth, and I've always hoped in a sense to be able to paint the mouth like Monet painted a sunset.
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The breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air than in the hand.
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What then remains but that we still should cry Not to be born, or, being born, to die?
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Moreover, the works already known are due to chance and experiment rather than to sciences; for the sciences we now possess are merely systems for the nice ordering and setting forth of things already invented; not methods of invention or directions for new works.
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The serpent if it wants to become the dragon must eat itself.
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Jesus would have been one of the best photographers that ever existed. He was always looking at the beauty of people souls. In fact Jesus was constantly making pictures of God in people's life by looking at their souls and exposing them to his light.
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Of all the things in nature, the formation and endowment of man was singled out by the ancients.
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Great boldness is seldom without some absurdity.
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Young people are fitter to invent than to judge; fitter for execution than for counsel; and more fit for new projects than for settled business.
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There was never law, or sect, or opinion did so much magnify goodness, as the Christian religion doth.
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If we do not maintain justice, justice will not maintain us.
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My painting is not violent, it's life that is violent. Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves, the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life. We are born with a scream; we come into life with a scream and maybe love is a mosquito net between the fear of living and the fear of death.
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He that hath knowledge spareth his words.
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Great riches have sold more men than they have bought.
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There is in human nature generally more of the fool than of the wise.
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Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper.
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Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtle; natural philosophy, deep; moral, grave; logic and rhetoric, able to contend.
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You see, painting has now become, or all art has now become completely a game, by which man distracts himself. What is fascinating actually is, that it's going to become much more difficult for the artist, because he must really deepen the game to become any good at all.
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The logic now in use serves rather to fix and give stability to the errors which have their foundation in commonly received notions than to help the search for truth. So it does more harm than good.