Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart’s blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
F. H. BRADLEYOur live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart’s blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
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I can myself conceive of nothing else than the experienced.
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One said of suicide, As long as one has brains one should not blow them out. And another answered, But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.
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The force of the blow depends on the resistance. It is sometimes better not to struggle against temptation. Either fly or yield at once.
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There are those who so dislike the nude that they find something indecent in the naked truth.
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Adam knew Eve his wife and she conceived. It is a pity that this is still the only knowledge of their wives at which some men seem to arrive.
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But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.
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The cost of a thing is what I call life which has to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.
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Reason teaches us that what is good is good for something, and that what is good for nothing is not good at all.
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It is by a wise economy of nature that those who suffer without change, and whom no one can help, become uninteresting. Yet so it may happen that those who need sympathy the most often attract it the least.
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The propriety of some persons seems to consist in having improper thoughts about their neighbors.
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There are persons who, when they cease to shock us, cease to interest us.
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Eclecticism. Every truth is so true that any truth must be false.
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Up to a certain point every man is what he thinks he is.
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The world is the best of all possible worlds, and everything in it is a necessary evil.
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True penitence condemns to silence. What a man is ready to recall he would be willing to repeat.
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