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To offend is my pleasure; I love to be hated.

Edmond Rostand

A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.
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Man Pessimist Truth
My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.
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Anand Thakur
Take it, and turn to facts my fantasies.
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Fact Fantasy Myself
Stay awhile! ‘Tis sweet,. . . The rare occasion, when our hearts can speak Our selves unseen, unseeing!
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Heart Ourselves Stay Sweet Talk
My heart always timidly hides itself behind my mind. I set out to bring down stars from the sky, then, for fear of ridicule, I stop and pick little flowers of eloquence.
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Flower Heart Hide Mindset Timid
All our souls are written in our eyes.
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Eyes Ourselves Soul Written
A large nose is in fact the sign of an affable man, good, courteous, witty, liberal, courageous, such as I am.
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Fact Goodness Liberty Man Myself
My heart always timidly hides itself behind my mind. I set out to bring down stars from the sky, then, for fear of ridicule, I stop and pick little flowers of eloquence.
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Flower Heart Hide Myself Time
Stay awhile! ‘Tis sweet,. . . The rare occasion, when our hearts can speak Our selves unseen, unseeing!
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Occasion Ourselves Rare Talk
To offend is my pleasure; I love to be hated.
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Hate Myself Offend Pleasure
Your name hangs in my heart like a bell’s tongue.
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Heart Name Tongue
I-I am going to be a storm-a flame- I need to fight whole armies alone; I have ten hearts; I have a hundred arms; I feel too strong to war with mortals- BRING ME GIANTS!
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Alone Heart Mortal Storm Strong
And if kisses in these words could travel too, Madam, you’d read this letter with your lips.
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Lips Reading Travel Word Yourself
The dream, alone, is of interest. What is life without a dream?
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Alone Dreams Interest
To joke in the face of danger is the supreme politeness, a delicate refusal to cast oneself as a tragic hero.
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Delicate Face Hero Joke Tragedy
I am what I am because early in life I decided that I would please at least myself in all things.
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Decision Early Life Myself

To offend is my pleasure; I love to be hated.

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