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Wait and hope!
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Does the open wound in another's breast soften the pain of the gaping wound in our own? Or does the blood which is welling from another man's side staunch that which is pouring from our own? Does the general anguish of our fellow creatures lessen our own private and particular anguish? No, no, each suffers on his own account, each struggles with his own grief, each sheds his own tears.
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Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.
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I love the life you've always made so sweet for me and I'd regret it if I had to die.
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There are some situations which men understand by instinct, by which reason is powerless to explain; in such cases the greatest poet is he who gives utterance to the most natural and vehement outburst of sorrow. Those who hear the bitter cry are as much impressed as if they listened to an entire poem, and when th sufferer is sincere they are right in regarding his outburst as sublime.
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Now I'd like someone to tell me there is no drama in real life!
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I am strong against everything, except against the death of those I love. He who dies gains; he who sees others die loses.
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Everyone knows that drunkards and lovers have a protecting diety.
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Ah, lips that say one thing, while the heart thinks another.
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There is no friendship that cares about an overheard secret.
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It is almost as difficult to keep a first class person in a fourth class job, as it is to keep a fourth class person in a first class job.
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He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness.
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Sometimes one has suffered enough to have the right to never say: I am too happy.
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So rapid is the flight of our dreams upon the wings of imagination.
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Well, father, in the shipwreck of life, for life is an eternal shipwreck of our hopes, I cast into the sea my useless encumbrance, that is all, and I remain with my own will, disposed to live perfectly alone, and, consequently, perfectly free.
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When a man resolves to avenge himself, he should first of all tear out the heart from his breast.
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On what slender threads do life and fortune hang.
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I am hungry, feed me; I am bored, amuse me.
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All for one and one for all, united we stand divided we fall.
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The tree forsakes not the flower: the flower falls from the tree.
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I prefer the wicked rather than the foolish. The wicked sometimes rest.
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The wretched and miserable should turn to their Saviour first, yet they do not hope in Him until all other hope is exhausted.
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For all evils there are two remedies - time and silence.
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It is only the dead who do not return.