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The devil was the first democrat

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I do not believe in any religion, I will have nothing to do with immortality. We are miserable enough in this life without speculating upon another.
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Any Believe Immortality Nothing Religion
It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
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Belive Man might Reason Sleep Tell Useless Wake Well
All tragedies are finished by a death, All comedies are ended by a marriage.
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All Comedy Death End Finish Marriage Tragedy
We have fools in all sects, and impostors in most; why should I believe mysteries no one can understand, because written by men who chose to mistake madness for inspiration and style themselves Evangelicals?
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All Believe Chose Fool Impostors Men Most Mystery Sect Understand Written
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
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Aspect Beauty Best Bright Cloydless Dark Eye Meet Night Skies Starry Walk
There’s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
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Away Give Joy Like Take World
I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.
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Alone Appetite Fresh Get Only Out
And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music… Speak to me!
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Before Hear Music Once Perish Speak Voice
You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
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Gave Heart Key Knock Love Make
Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.
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Feather Highly Men Nothing Quicker Rapidly Rise Straw Think World
Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
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Country Formed Horde Mighty Now People Person Place Polish Society Tries
Absence – that common cure of love.
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Absence Common Cure Love
The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur’d for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,–at which my soul aches to think,– Intoxicated with eternity.
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Ache Along Country Eternity Leave Limpid People Person Reviry Think Unbound
A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
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Drop Make Million Perhaps Small Think Thousand
Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, sermons and soda water the day after.
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After Day Laughter Mirth Sermon Soda Water Wine Women
Think not I am what I appear.
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Appear Result Think What

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