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Well, yes: people write poems when they are in love, but a wise man will not print them.

Hans Christian Andersen

I cannot bear it longer! Now, I know what it is to have a visit from one’s old thoughts, with what they may bring with them! I have had a visit from mine, and you may be sure it is no pleasant thing in the end; I was at last about to jump down from the drawers.
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Longer Old Pleasant Sure Thoughts
Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
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Flower Nature Philosophical
A human life is a story told by God.
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Condolences Grief Human Life Sympathy
Every town, like every man, has its own countenance; they have a common likeness and yet are different; one keeps in his mind all their peculiar touches.
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Different Men Mind Precular
Enjoy life. There’s plenty of time to be dead.
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Enjoy Improvement Life Self
The wiser a man becomes, the more he will read, and those who are wisest read most.
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Men Wiser Wisest
Some are created for beauty, and some for use; and there are some which one can do without altogether.
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Altogether Beauty Created Some
Well, it’s not so easy to give an answer when you ask a stupid question!
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Answers Giving Stupid
I would give gladly all the hundreds of years that I have to live, to be a human being only for one day, and to have the hope of knowing the happiness of that glorious world above the stars.
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Glorious Happiness Knowing Stars Years
Each time I think that the song is ended … something higher and better begins for me.
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Higher Song Thinking
A mermaid has not an immortal soul, nor can she obtain one unless she wins the love of a human being. On the power of another hangs her eternal destiny.
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Destiny Eternal Mermaid Winning
Almighty God, thee only have I; thou steerest my fate, I must give myself up to thee! Give me a livelihood! Give me a bride! My blood wants love, as my heart does!
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Blood Fate Heart Street
Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.
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Brave Brave Soldiers Soldier
To move, to breathe, to fly, to float, To gain all while you give, To roam the roads of lands remote, To travel is to live.
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Inspirational Moving Travel
He looked at the little maiden, and she looked at him; and he felt that he was melting away, but he still managed to keep himself erect, shouldering his gun bravely.
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Gun Heart Morning
The naive was only a part of my fairy tales; humour was the real salt in them.
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Fairy Tale Real Salt