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You cannot insult a man more atrociously than by refusing to believe he is suffering.
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The richness of life lies in the memories we have forgotten.
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There is nothing fine about being a child: it is fine, when we are old, too look back to when we were children.
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When writing poetry, it is not that produces a bright idea, but the bright idea that kindles the fire of.
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When a man mourns for someone who has played him false, it is not for love of her, but for his own humiliation at not having deserved her trust.
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The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies. The fearful thing about it is that, not knowing what truth may be, we can still recognize lies.
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The whole problem of life, then, is this: how to break out of one's own loneliness, how to communicate with others.
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Life is not a search for experience, but for ourselves. Having discovered our own fundamental level we realize that it conforms to our own destiny and we find peace.
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A decision, an action, are infallible omens of what we shall do another time, not for any vague, mystic, astrological reason but because they result from an automatic reaction that will repeat itself.
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Love is the cheapest of religions.
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Reality is a prison, where one vegetates and always will. All the rest - thought, action - is just a pastime, mental or physical. What counts then, is to come to grips with reality. The rest can go.
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Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills. Your steps and breath like the wind of dawn smother houses. The city shudders, Stones exhale - you are life, an awakening. Star lost in the light of dawn, trill of the breeze, warmth, breath - the night is done. You are light and morning.
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There is only one pleasure - that of being alive. All the rest is misery.
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A corpse is what's left after waking too often.
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Childhood is not only the childhood we really had but also the impressions we formed of it in our adolescence and maturity. That is why childhood seems so long. Probably every period of life is multiplied by our reflections upon the next.
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Narrating incredible things as though they were real old system; narrating realities as though they were incredible the new.
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The world, the future, is now within you as your past, as experience, skill in technique, and the rich, everlasting mystery is found to be childish you that, at the time, you made no effort to possess.
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We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.
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We do not free ourselves from something by avoiding it, but only by living though it.
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To know the world, one must construct it
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One stops being a child when one realizes that telling one's trouble does not make it any better.
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You dont remember days, you remember moments
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Generations do not age. Every youth of any period, any civilization, has the same possibilities as always.
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Those philosophers who believe in the absolute logic of truth have never had to discuss it on close terms with a woman.