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God blesses man, not for having found but for having sought.
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If you are stone, be magnetic; if a plant, be sensitive; but if you are human be love.
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I didn't believe it could be so monstrous. It's wrong to be so absorbed in divine law as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what right do men tough that unknown thing?
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God secludes Himself; but the thinker listens at the door.
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When I speak to you about myself, I am speaking to you about yourself. How is it you don't see that?
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Genius is rare because the means of becoming one have not been available.
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As for the author, he is profoundly unaware of what the classical or romantic genre might consist of.... In literature, as in allthings, there is only the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, the true and the false.
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It may be remarked in passing that success is an ugly thing. Men are deceived by its false resemblences to merit.
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In the Twentieth Century war will be dead, the scaffold will be dead, hatred will be dead, frontier boundaries will be dead, dogmas will be dead; man will live. He will possess something higher than all these-a great country, the whole earth, and a great hope, the whole heaven.
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If I speak, I am condemned. If I stay silent, I am damned!
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Beauty is as useful as the useful. More so, perhaps. (Le beau est aussi utile que l'utile. Plus peut-etre.)
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Work, which makes a man free, and thought, which makes him worthy of freedom.
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Have but luck, and you will have the rest; be fortunate, and you will be thought great.
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Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the starry cope of the night. You would have said that they were the cobwebs of the firmament.
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When you get an idea into your head you find it in everything.
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Que l'avenir soit un orient au lieu d'être un couchant, c'est la consolation de l'homme.
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We are not loved by our friends for what we are; rather, we are loved in spite of what we are.
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Diamonds are found only in the dark bowels of the earth; truths are found only in the depths of thought. It seemed to him that after descending into those depths after long groping in the blackest of this darkness, he had at last found one of these diamonds, one of these truths, and that he held it in his hand; and it blinded him to look at it.
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I represent a party which does not yet exist: the party Revolution-Civilization. This party will make the twentieth century. There will issue from it first the United States of Europe, then the United States of the World.
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It seems as though, at the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of heaven infills those who are leaving the light of earth.
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First problem. To produce wealth. Second problem. To distribute it.
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Wisdom is the health of the soul.
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Music is the vapor of art. It is to poetry what reverie is to thought, what fluid is to solid, what the ocean of clouds is to the ocean of waves.
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There is no rapture in the love which is prompted by esteem; such affection is lasting, not passionate.