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Affection reproaches, but does not denounce.
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Dancing and running shake up the chemistry of happiness.
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Families in which nothing is ever discussed usually have a lot not to discuss.
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Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth.
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After my spectacular failures, I could not be satisfied with an ordinary success.
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Friends are sometimes boring, but enemies never.
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Even the most fickle are faithful to a few bad habits.
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I know that I am what I am. But I am not sure what I am.
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Amazing that the human race has taken enough time out from thinking about food or sex to create the arts and sciences.
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Lying just for the fun of it is either art or pathology.
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The real secrets are not the ones I tell.
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The lonely become either thoughtful or empty.
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A real idea keeps changing and appears in many places.
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The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.
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Never ask a bore a question.
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In the street, the gaze of desire is furtive or menacing.
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Mind and body obstruct one another's pleasures.
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People believe that photographs are true and therefore cannot be art.
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Melancholy is as seductive as Ecstasy.
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Hatred observes with more care than love does.
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Worried about being a dull fellow? You might develop your talent for being irritating.
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If modesty disappeared, so would exhibitionism.
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Children use all their wiles to get their way with adults. Adults do the same with children.
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Young men preen. Old men scheme.