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He loved books; books are cold but safe friends.
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Who among us has not sought peace in a song?
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God has set his intentions in the flowers, in the dawn, in the spring, it is his will that we should love.
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There is a way of meeting error while on the road of truth.
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History has its truth; and so has legend hers.
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Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.
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The realities of life do not allow themselves to be forgotten.
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To study in Paris is to be born in Paris!
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What dangers you run, O noble souls! Often, you give your heart, but we take only your body. Your heart is left to you and you look at it in the shadows and shudder.
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Oh Lord! Open the doors of night for me So that I may leave this place and disappear.
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Love resembles a tree: it bends under its own weight, deeply rooted in our being and sometimes turns green in the ruins of a heart.
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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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If you wish to understand what Revolution is, call it Progress; and if you wish to understand what Progress is, call it Tomorrow.
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To know how to distinguish the agitation arising from covetousness, from the agitation arising from principles, to fight the one and aid the other, in this lies the genius and the power of great revolutionary leaders.
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Equality does not mean that all plants must grow to the same height - a society of tall grass and dwarf trees, a jostle of conflicting jealousies. It means, in civic terms, an equal outlet for all talents; in political terms, that all votes will carry the same weight; and in religious terms that all beliefs will enjoy equal rights.
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It is ourselves we have to fear. Prejudice is the real robber, and vice the real murderer.
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On this point, the priest and the philosopher agree: We must die.
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Knowledge is a weight added to conscience.
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Sleep comes more easily than it returns.
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To live a life which is a perpetual falsehood is to suffer unknown tortures.
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Excitement is not enjoyment: in calmness lies true pleasure. The most precious wines are sipped, not bolted at a swallow.
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Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite another.
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Loving is half of believing.
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Religion, Society, and Nature--these are the three struggles of man.