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My heavens! I’ve been talking prose for the last forty years without knowing it.

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Deference and intimacy live far apart.
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Intimacy Live
If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.
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Double Grief Increase Yourself
Gold is the key, whatever else we try; and that sweet metal aids the conqueror in every case, in love as well as war.
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Conquer Gold Love War
There’s nothing quite like tobacco: it’s the passion of decent folk, and whoever lives without tobacco doesn’t deserve to live.
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Deserve Drugs Live Passion Quite
A wise man is superior to any insults which can be put upon him, and the best reply to unseemly behavior is patience and moderation.
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Best Insult Man Patience Reply Wisdom
If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.
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Heart Integrity Virtue
We die only once, and for such a long time.
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Death Time
How easy love makes fools of us.
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Easy Fools Love Ourselves
One ought to look a good deal at oneself before thinking of condemning others.
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Goodness Oneself Thinking
You have but to hold forth in cap and gown, and any gibberish becomes learning, all nonsense passes for sense.
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Learning Nonsense
Music and dance are all you need.
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Dance Music Need
A learned fool is more a fool than an ignorant fool.
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Fool Ignorance Learning
To find yourself jilted is a blow to your pride. Do your best to forget it and if you don’t succeed, at least pretend to.
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Act Best Blow Forget Pride Success
The less we deserve good fortune, the more we hope for it.
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Deserve Fortune Goodness Hope
It is a folly second to none; to try to improve the world.
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Improvement Mistake Try World
It’s an odd job, making decent people laugh.
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Job Laughter People

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