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I kept thinking how marvellous it would be if I could somehow tear my heart, which felt so heavy, out of my chest.
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Feeling Heart Heart Broken Marvelous Myself Thinking
Better a debauched canary than a pious wolf.
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Animal Better Bird Wolf
I expect I shall be a student to the end of my days.
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Day End Expectation Myself Student
To judge between good or bad, between successful and unsuccessful would take the eye of a God.
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Eyes God Goodness Judgment Success
Not one of our mortal gauges is suitable for evaluating non-existence, for making judgments about that which is not a person.
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Existence Judgement Mortal Ourselves Person Suitable
Each of us is full of too many wheels, screws and valves to permit us to judge one another on a first impression or by two or three external signs.
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Appearance Character Impression Judgment Sign
Love, friendship and respect do not unite people as much as common hatred for something.
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Friendship Hate Love People Respect Unity
People are far more sincere and good-humored at speeding their parting guests than on meeting them.
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Goodness Guest Humor Meet People Sincere Speed
I can only regard with bewilderment an educated man who is also religious.
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Education Man Myself Regard Religious
Just as I shall lie alone in the grave, so, in essence, do I live alone.
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Alone Essence Grave Live Lying Myself
A man and a woman marry because both of them do not know what to do with themselves.
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Alone Mad Marriage Togetherness Woman
Write, write, write-till your fingers break.
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Break Fingers Poet Writing Yourself
The unhappy are egotistical, base, unjust, cruel, and even less capable of understanding one another than are idiots. Unhappiness does not unite people, but separates them.
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Cruelty Ego Happiness People Seperate Understand Unity White
All saints have past and all sinners have a future.
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Future Hope Past Saint Sin
To regard one’s immortality as an exchange of matter is as strange as predicting the future of a violin case once the expensive violin it held has broken and lost its worth.
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Break exchange Future Immortal Instrument Lost Prediction Strange Worth
The secret of boring people lies in telling them everything.
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Boredom Lying People Secret

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