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	No sacred fane requires us to submit to insult.   
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	There is no better deliverance from the world than through art, and a man can form no surer bond with it.   
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	When toward the Devil's Hose we tread, Woman's a thousand steps behind.   
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	Presents at once? That's good. He is sure to succeed.   
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	Everything perfect in its kind has to transcend its own kind, it must become something different and incomparable. In some notes the nightingale is still a bird; then it rises above its class and seems to suggest to every winged creature what singing is truly like.   
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	The desire to explain what is simple by what is complex, what is easy by what is difficult, is a calamity.   
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	To accept good advice is but to increase one's own ability.   
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	Napoleon for the sake of a good name broke in pieces half the world.   
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	It is sometimes essential for a husband and a wife to quarrel - they get to know each other better.   
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	The mortal race is far too weak not to grow dizzy on unwonted brights.   
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	God help us -- for art is long, and life so short.   
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	Every second is of infinite value.   
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	In all things, to serve from the lowest station upwards is necessary. To restrict yourself to a trade is best. For the narrow mind, whatever he attempts is still a trade; for the higher, an art; and the highest in doing one thing does all, or, to speak less paradoxically, in the one thing which he does rightly he sees the likeness of all that is done rightly.   
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	Humor is one of the elements of genius--admirable as an adjunct; but as soon as it becomes dominant, only a surrogate for genius.   
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	The little man is still a man.   
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	When two men quarrel, who owns the cooler head is the more to blame.   
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	There is but one poetry-true poetry.   
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	Great possessions and great want of them are both strong temptations.   
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	It is a misfortune to pass at once from observation to conclusion, and to regard both as of equal value; but it befalls many a student.   
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	God made man simple, but how he changed and got complicated is hard to say.   
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	What then is your duty? What the day demands.   
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	Duration in change.   
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	The whole art of living consists in giving up existence in order to exist.   
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	And we went our separate ways without having understood each other. As in this world nobody understands the other easily.   
