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In our calling, we have to choose; we must make our fortune either in this world or in the next, there is no middle way.

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One of the traits of genius is not to drag its thought through the rut worn by vulgar minds.
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Drag Genius Mindset Thinking Vulgar
Only great minds can afford a simple style.
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Afford Greatness Lifestyle Mindset Simplicity
It is with blows dealt by public contempt that a husband kills his wife in the nineteenth century; it is by shutting the doors ofall the drawing-rooms in her face.
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Draw Face Husband Kill Public Room Wife
Love is like fever; it comes and goes without the will having any part of the process.
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Fever Love Process Willing
Beauty is nothing but a promise of happiness.
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Beautiful Happiness Promise
The more a race is governed by its passions, the less it has acquired the habit of cautious and reasoned argument, the more intense will be its love of music.
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Government Habit Music Passion Race Reason
The first virtue of a young man today – that is, for the next fifty years perhaps, as long as we live in fear, and religion has regained its powers – is to be incapable of enthusiasm and not to have much in the way of brains.
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Brain Fear Live Man Power Regain Religion Virtue Way Young
A wise woman never yields by appointment. It should always be an unforeseen happiness.
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Appointment Happiness Wisdom Woman
If you don’t love me, it does not matter, anyway I can love for both of us.
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Love Matter Myself Ourselves
Nothing is so hideous as an obsolete fashion.
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Fashion Hide
The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears.
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Fear Love Ourselves Proportion
It is the nobility of their style which will make our writers of 1840 unreadable forty years from now.
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Noble Past Reading Style Time Writing
A novel is like a bow, and the violin that produces the sound is the reader’s soul.
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Novel Production Reading Soul Sound Violin
The sight of anything extremely beautiful, in nature or in art, brings back the memory of what one loves, with the speed of lightning.
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Beautiful Light Love Sight Speed
God’s only excuse is that he does not exist.
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Excuse Existence God Himself
When you want to court a woman, court her sister first
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Court Herself Sister Woman Yourself

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