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Grammar, which can govern even Kings.
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Government Grammar King
The maturing process of becoming a writer is akin to that of a harlot. First you do it for love, then for a few friends, and finally only for money.
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Love Maturity Money Process Writing
Its as if you think you’d never find Reason and the Sacred intertwined.
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Reason Sacred Thinking
We live under a prince who is an enemy to fraud, a prince whose eyes penetrate into the heart, and whom all the art of impostors can’t deceive.
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Enemy Heart Imposter Live
Ah, there are no longer any children!
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Children Growth One Liner
All the power is with the sex that wears the beard.
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Beard Discrimination Power Sex
It infuriates me to be wrong when I know I’m right.
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Angry Right Wrong
All the satires of the stage should be viewed without discomfort. They are public mirrors, where we are never to admit that we see ourselves; one admits to a fault when one is scandalized by its censure.
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Discomfort Mirror Mistake Ourselves Public Stage View
There is no praise to bear the sort that you put in your pocket.
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Pocket Praise Sort Yourself
A woman always has her revenge ready.
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Herself Revenge Woman
The public scandal is what constitutes the offence: sins sinned in secret are no sins at all.
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Offend Public Scandal Secret Sin
A laudation in Greek is of marvellous efficacy on the title-page of a book.
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Book Marvelous
Man’s greatest weakness is his love for life.
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Greatness Life Love Man Weakness
Of all human foibles love of living is the most powerful.
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Human Live Love Powerful
People spend most of their lives worrying about things that never happen.
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Future Live People Wasted Time Worry
Everyone has a right to his own course of action.
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Direction Himself Right

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