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The pupil dilates in darkness and in the end finds light, just as the soul dilates in misfortune and in the end finds God.
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It is not so easy to keep silent when the silence is a lie.
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To breathe Paris is to preserve one's soul.
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There are many lovely women, but no perfect ones.
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Go to sleep in peace. God is awake.
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God will reward you,' he said. 'You must be an angel since you care for flowers.
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Every day has its great grief or its small anxiety. ... One cloud is dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day in a hundred of real joy and bright sunshine.
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If she gives me all her time it is because I have all her heart.
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Press on! A better fate awaits thee.
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Emotion is always new.
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Are you afraid of the good you might do?
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When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the same spirit. Love, soar.
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Love is like a tree: it grows by itself, roots itself deeply in our being and continues to flourish over a heart in ruin. The inexplicable fact is that the blinder it is, the more tenacious it is. It is never stronger than when it is completely unreasonable.
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Woman, nude, is the blue sky. Clouds and garments are an obstacle to contemplation. Beauty and infinity would be gazed upon unveiled.
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If it were (Is it not) outrageous that society should treat with such rigid precision those of its members who were most poorly endowed in the distribution or wealth that chance had made, and who were, therefore, most worthy of indulgence.
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Let us admit, without bitterness, that the individual has his distinct interests and can, without felony, stipulate for those interests and defend them. The present has its pardonable amount of egotism; momentary life has its claims, and cannot be expected to sacrifice itself incessantly to the future. The generation which is in its turn passing over the earth is not forced to abridge its life for the sake of the generations, its equals after all, whose turn shall come later on.
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Men are still men. The despot's wickedness Comes of ill teaching, and of power's excess,-- Comes of the purple he from childhood wears, Slaves would be tyrants if the chance were theirs.
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To rescue from oblivion even a fragment of a language which men have used and which is in danger of being lost -that is to say, one of the elements, whether good or bad, which have shaped and complicated civilization -is to extend the scope of social observation and to serve civilization.
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Do you hear the people sing? Singing a song of angry men.
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The soul in the darkness sins, but the real sinner is he who caused the darkness.
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Thus, during those nineteen years of torture and slavery, did this soul rise and fall at the same time. Light entered on the one side, and darkness on the other.
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Does not beauty confer a benefit upon us, even by the simple fact of being beautiful?
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We should judge a man much more surely from what he dreams than from what he thinks.
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The sadness which reigned everywhere was but an excuse for unfailing kindness.