Jean Paul Quotes
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Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.
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It is simpler and easier to flatter people than to praise them.
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Poverty is the only load which is the heavier the more loved ones there are to assist in bearing it.
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Humanity is never so beautiful as when praying for forgiveness, or else forgiving another.
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The words that a father speaks to his children in the privacy of home are not heard by the world, but, as in whispering galleries, they are clearly heard at the end, and by posterity.
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Beauty attracts us men; but if, like an armed magnet it is pointed, beside, with gold and silver, it attracts with tenfold power.
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Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.
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We learn our virtues from our friends who love us; our faults from the enemy who hates us. We cannot easily discover our real character from a friend. He is a mirror, on which the warmth of our breath impedes the clearness of the reflection.
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Be great in act, as you have been in thought.
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Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.
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Courage consists not in blindly overlooking danger, but in seeing it, and conquering it.
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Men, like bullets, go farthest when they are smoothest.
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Every man regards his own life as the New Year's Eve of time.
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Never part without loving words to think of during your absence. It may be that you will not meet again in this life.
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Whenever, at a party, I have been in the mood to study fools, I have always looked for a great beauty: they always gather round her like flies around a fruit stall.
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For sleep, riches and health to be truly enjoyed, they must be interrupted.
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Death gives us sleep, eternal youth, and immortality.
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Strong characters are brought out by change of situation, and gentle ones by permanence.
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The virtues, like the body,become strong more by labor than by nourishment.
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The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.
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Because the heart beats under a covering of hair, of fur, feathers, or wings, it is, for that reason, to be of no account?
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The last, best fruit that comes to perfection, even in the kindliest soul, is tenderness toward the hard; forbearance toward the unforbearing; warmth of heart toward the cold; and philanthropy toward the misanthropic.
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The miracle on earth are the laws of heaven.
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God is an unutterable sigh, planted in the depths of the soul.