If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.
ANATOLE FRANCEBut I deny that He created the world; at the most He organised but an inferior part of it, and all that He touched bears the mark of His rough and unforeseeing touch.
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For the majority of people, though they do not know what to do with this life, long for another that shall have no end.
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If we don’t change, we don’t grow. If we don’t grow, we aren’t really living.
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Stupidity is far more dangerous than evil, for evil takes a break from time to time, stupidity does not.
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It is good to collect things, but it is better to go on walks.
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All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.
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Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe.
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When a thing has been said and said well, have no scruple. Take it and copy it.
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To be willing to die for an idea is to set a rather high price on conjecture.
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The history books which contain no lies are extremely tedious.
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If fifty million people say a foolish thing, it is still a foolish thing.
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But I deny that He created the world; at the most He organised but an inferior part of it, and all that He touched bears the mark of His rough and unforeseeing touch.
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As to the kind of truth one finds in books, it is a truth that enables us sometimes to discern what things are not, without ever enabling us to discover what they are.
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Yet, every now and then, there would pass a young girl, slender, fair and desirable, arousing in young men a not ignoble desire to possess her, and stirring in old men regrets for ecstasy not seized and now forever past.
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A person is never happy except at the price of some ignorance.
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All the good writers of confessions, from Augustine onwards, are men who are still a little in love with their sins.
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