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Modesty is the conscience of the body.
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Bureaucracy is a giant mechanism operated by pygmies.
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Nothing is a greater impediment to being on good terms with others than being ill at ease with yourself.
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It is always assumed by the empty-headed, who chatter about themselves for want of something better, that people who do not discuss their affairs openly must have something to hide.
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There are some women whose pregnancy would make some sly bachelor smile.
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Are not poets men who fulfill their hopes prematurely?
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Where some one else's welfare is concerned, a young girl becomes as ingenious as a thief. Guileless where she herself is in question, and full of foresight for me,-she is like a heavenly angel forgiving the strange incomprehensible sins of earth.
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Some day you will find out that there is far more happiness in another's happiness than in your own.
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For avarice begins where poverty ends.
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Between the daylight gambler and the player at night there is the same difference that lies between a careless husband and the lover swooning under his lady's window.
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A man who stops at nothing short of the law is very clever indeed!
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True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
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Love knows nothing of modesty.
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When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.
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As soon as coffee is in your stomach, there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move…similes arise, the paper is covered. Coffee is your ally and writing ceases to be a struggle.
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Novelty is both delightful and deceptive.
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La femme marie e est un esclave qu'il faut savoir mettre sur un tro" n e. A married woman is a slave whom one must put on a throne.
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Does not any limit imposed upon one inspire a desire to go beyond it? Does not our keenest suffering arise when our free will is crossed?
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Six weeks with a fever is an eternity.
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White hair often covers the head, but the heart that holds it is ever young.
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Necessity is the spur of genius.
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From the manner in which a woman draws her thread at every stitch of her needlework, any other woman can surmise her thoughts.
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Love is like some fresh spring, first a stream and then a river, changing its aspect and its nature as it flows to plunge itself in some boundless ocean, where restricted natures only find monotony, but where great souls are engulfed in endless contemplation.
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There are two kinds of poets: those who feel and those who express themselves. The former are happier.