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A love thought: I love you so much that I could wish I had been born your brother, or had brought you into the world myself.

Cesare Pavese

A love thought: I love you so much that I could wish I had been born your brother, or had brought you into the world myself.
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Born Love Thinking World
The real affliction of old age is remorse.
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Affliction Age Old Reality
Life without smoking is like the smoke without the roast.
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Absence Life Smoking
Living is like working out a long addition sum, and if you make a mistake in the first two totals you will never find the right answer. It means involving oneself in a complicated chain of circumstances.
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Addition Complication Live Mistake Right Work
No one ever lacks a good reason for suicide.
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Goodness Reason Suicide
Waiting is still an occupation. It is having nothing to wait for that is terrible.
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Occupation Patient Terrible
The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.
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Art Believe Live Lying
Many men on the point of an edifying death would be furious if they were suddenly restored to health.
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Death Furious Health Man Point Yourself
You’ve got to understand life, understand it when you’re young.
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Life Understand Young Yourself
Death is repose, but the thought of death disturbs all repose.
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Death Disturb Repose
Don’t mix wine and women.
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One Liner Wine Woman
I thought of how many places there are in the world that belong in this way to someone, who has it in his blood beyond anyone else’s understanding.
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Blood Myself Place Thinking Understand World
To know the world, one must construct it.
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Construction World
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love – any love – reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
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Kill Love Naked Nothing Vulnerable Woman
It is not the actual enjoyment of pleasure that we desire. What we want is to test the futility of that pleasure, so as to be no longer obsessed by it.
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Enjoyment Happiness Obsession Oneself
Remember, writing poetry is like making love: one will never know whether one’s own pleasure is shared.
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Happiness Love Poetry Remember Share Writing

A love thought: I love you so much that I could wish I had been born your brother, or had brought you into the world myself.

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