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Conscience is God present in man.
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A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
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Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.
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Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.
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I would have liked to be - indeed, I should have been - a second Rembrandt.
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The reduction of the universe to the compass of a single being, and the extension of a single being until it reaches God - that is love. Love is the salute of the angels to the stars. How sad is the heart when rendered sad by love! How great is the void created by the absence of the being who alone fills the world.
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A poet who is a bad man is a degraded being, baser and more culpable than a bad man who is not a poet.
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He who opens a school door, closes a prison.
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It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live.
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Perseverance, secret of all triumphs.
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A noble soul and real poetic talent are almost always inseparable.
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One sees qualities at a distance and defects at close range.
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One can resist the invasion of an army but one cannot resist the invasion of ideas.
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The learned man knows that he is ignorant.
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But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don't always succeed.
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Blessed be Providence which has given to each his toy: the doll to the child, the child to the woman, the woman to the man, the man to the devil!
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People do not lack strength; they lack will.
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A war between Europeans is a civil war.
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Thought is the labor of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure.
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Almost all our desires, when examined, contain something too shameful to reveal.
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No one ever keeps a secret so well as a child.
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There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world, and that is an idea whose time as come.
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The flesh is the surface of the unknown.
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All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come.