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

Edmond Rostand

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
Your name hangs in my heart like a bell’s tongue.
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Anand Thakur
A great nose may be an index Of a great soul.
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Anand Thakur
It is at night that faith in light is admirable.
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Admire Faith Night
And if kisses in these words could travel too, Madam, you’d read this letter with your lips.
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Lips Travel Word Yourself
You must believe me when I believe, and not when I doubt.
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Believe Doubt Myself
Take it, and turn to facts my fantasies.
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Fact Fantasy Myself
The dream, alone, is of interest. What is life without a dream?
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Alone Dreams Interest Life
A great nose may be an index Of a great soul.
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Greatness Nose Soul
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
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
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
All our souls are written in our eyes.
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Eyes Ourselves Soul Writing
A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.
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Anand Thakur
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
Your name hangs in my heart like a bell’s tongue.
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Heart Name Tongue
To offend is my pleasure; I love to be hated.
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Hate Myself Offend Pleasure
A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.
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Man Pessimist Truth
To offend is my pleasure; I love to be hated.
EDMOND ROSTAND

Anand Thakur
You must believe me when I believe, and not when I doubt.
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Believe Doubt Myself Yourself
All our souls are written in our eyes.
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Eyes Ourselves Soul Written
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
Your neck. I want to kiss it.
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Kiss Neck Yourself
It is at night that faith in light is admirable.
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Admire Faith Light Night
A kiss is a rosy dot placed on the “i” in loving.
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Kiss Love Myself Place
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

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

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