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In love, writing is dangerous, not to mention pointless.

Alexandre Dumas

I prefer the wicked rather than the foolish. The wicked sometimes rest.
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Fools Myself Rest
Are there not some places where we seem to breathe sadness? – why, we cannot tell. It is a chain of recollections – an idea which carries you back to other times, to other places – which, very likely, have no connection with the present time and place.
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Breathe Chain Connection Place Present Sadness Time
We are always in a hurry to be happy; for when we have suffered a long time, we have great difficulty in believing in good fortune.
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Believe Difficult Fortune Goodness Happiness Hurry Suffering
God is always the last resource.
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God One Liner Resource
All for one, one for all, that is our device.
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Device Oneself
Tell the angel who will watch over your life to pray now and then for a man who, like Satan, believed himself for an instant to be equal to God, but who realized in all humility that supreme power and wisdom are in the hands of God alone.
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Alone Angel Equality God Life Prayer Watch
Edmond Dantes: I don’t believe in God. Abbe Faria: That doesn’t matter, He believes in you.
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Believe God Himself Yourself
Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.
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Bliss Capability Despair Man Ultimate
We’ll go where the air is pure, where all sounds are soothing, where, no matter how proud one may be, one feels humble and finds oneself small- in short, we’ll go to the sea. I love the sea as one loves a mistress and I long for her when I haven’t seen her for some time
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Finding Humble Oneself Pure Soothing Sound
It is not the tree that forsakes the flower, but the flower that forsakes the tree.
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Betrayal Flower Tree
One’s work may be finished someday, but one’s education never.
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Education Finish Oneself Work
That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?
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Awake Dreams Fortunate Himself Known Sleep
Love is the most selfish of all the passions.
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Love Passion Selfish
It is only the dead who do not return.
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Death One Liner Return
The custom and fashion of today will be the awkwardness and outrage of tomorrow – so arbitrary are these transient laws.
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Awkward Custom Fashion Future Law
Joy to hearts which have suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that beneficent moisture falling on them, and nothing is outwardly apparant.
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Drought Fall Ground Heart Suffering

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