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Sympathy with joy intensifies the sum of sympathy in the world, sympathy with pain does not really diminish the amount of pain.
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Oh, duty is what one expects from others, it is not what one does oneself.
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An inordinate passion for pleasure is the secret of remaining young.
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It is better to repent a sin than regret the loss of a pleasure.
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It is only through Art and through Art only that we can realize our perfection; Through Art and art only that we can shield ourselves from the sordid perils of actual existence.
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Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.
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Pleasures may turn a heart to stone, riches may make it callous, but sorrows cannot break it. Hearts live by being wounded.
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Imitation is the homage mediocrity pays to greatness.
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The burden of this world is too great for one man to bear, and the world’s sorrow too heavy for one heart to suffer.
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It is very vulgar to talk about one's own business. Only people like stockbrokers do that, and then only at dinner parties.
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Genius learns from nature, its own nature. Talent learns from art.
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It is only the unimaginative who ever invents. The true artist is known by the use he makes of what he annexes.
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Because sometimes you have to do something bad to do something good.
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The only thing in the world worse than being Oscar Wilde is not being Oscar Wilde.
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A woman who cannot make her mistakes charming, is only a female.
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Each of the professions means a prejudice. The necessity for a career forces every one to take sides. We live in the age of the overworked, and the under-educated; the age in which people are so industrious that they become absolutely stupid.
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You love the beauty that you can see and touch and handle, the beauty that you can destroy, and do destroy, but of the unseen beauty of life, of the unseen beauty of a higher life, you know nothing.
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Mr. Henry James writes fiction as if it were a painful duty.
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The tragedy of the poor is that they can afford nothing but self denial.
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We spend our days, each one of us, in looking for the secret of life. Well, the secret of life is in Art.
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I like looking at geniuses and listening to beautiful people.
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Love is not fashionable anymore; the poets have killed it.
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The most terrible thing about it is not that it breaks one’s heart — hearts are made to be broken — but that it turns one’s heart to stone.
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The ages live in history through their anachronisms.