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A dream is a creation of the intelligence, the creator being present but not knowing how it will end.

Cesare Pavese

Living is like working out a long addition sum, and if you make a mistake in the first two totals you will never find the right answer. It means involving oneself in a complicated chain of circumstances.
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Addition Complication Live Mistake Right Work
Life without smoking is like the smoke without the roast.
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Absence Life Smoking
The closing years of life are like the end of a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
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Drop End Life Party
The slowness of time, for a man who knows nothing will happen, is brutal.
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Brutal Man Slow Time Willing
No one ever lacks a good reason for suicide.
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Goodness Reason Suicide
But here’s the worst part: the trick to life lies in hiding from those we hold most dear how much they mean to is; if not, we’d lose them.
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Hide Life Lose People Trick Worst
Perfect behaviour is born of complete indifference.
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Born Complete Difference Perfection
All sins have their origin in a sense of inferiority otherwise called ambition.
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Ambition Origin Sense Sin
A love thought: I love you so much that I could wish I had been born your brother, or had brought you into the world myself.
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Born Love Thinking World
Perfect behavior is born of complete indifference. Perhaps this is why we always love madly someone who treats us with indifference.
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Born Complete Mad Perfection
We want Realism’s wealth of experience and Symbolism’s depth of feeling. All art is a problem of balance between two opposites.
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Balance Deep Feeling Opposite Problem Reality Wealth
The man who cannot live with charity, sharing other men’s pain, is punished by feeling his own with intolerable anguish.
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Angry Charity Himself Live Man Pain Share
The face of the night will be an old wound that reopens each evening, impassive and living. The distant silence will ache like a soul, mute, in the dark. We’ll speak to the night as it’s whispering softly.
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Darkness Evening Face Night Old Soft Talk Whisper Wound
The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.
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Art Believe Live Lying
To know the world, one must construct it.
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Construction World
Artists are the monks of the bourgeois state.
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Artist Monk State

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