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Guy de Maupassant

I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt.
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Leaving Literature Myself
Champagne- the wine of kings, the king of wines.
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Alcohol King Wine
Breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.
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Breathe Death Drink Live Oneself Sleep
We live always under the weight of the old and odious customs… of our barbarous ancestors.
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Ancestor Custom Live Ourselves Weight
To lie about a far country is easy.
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Country Easy Lying
Love always has its price, come whence it may.
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Love Price Time
The English have only three sauces – a white one, a brown one and a yellow one, and none of them have any flavor whatever.
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English Flavor Food
I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing.
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Happiness Let Go Myself
Patriotism is a kind of religion; it is the egg from which wars are hatched.
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Patriotic Religion War
Military men are the scourges of the world.
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Man World
I said, ‘If other beings besides us exist on Earth, why didn’t we meet them a long time ago?
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Earth Existence Time
A lawful kiss is never worth as much as a stolen one.
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Kiss Law Oneself Steal Worth
The bed comprehends our whole life, for we were born in it, we live in it, and we shall die in it
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Bed Born Death Life
We breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.
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Anand Thakur
There is only one good thing in life, and that is love. And how you misunderstand it! how you spoil it! You treat it as something solemn like a sacrament, or something to be bought, like a dress.
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Goodness Life Love Misunderstand Treat Yourself
Words dazzle and deceive because they are mimed by the face. But black words on a white page are the soul laid bare.
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Black Face Feeling Poet Soul Writing

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