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Military men are the scourges of the world.

Guy de Maupassant

The bed comprehends our whole life, for we were born in it, we live in it, and we shall die in it
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Bed Born Death Life
Conversation. What is it? A Mystery! It’s the art of never seeming bored, of touching everything with interest, of pleasing with trifles, of being fascinating with nothing at all.
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Art Boredom Conversation Fascinate Interest
It is the lives we encounter that make life worth living.
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Inspirational Life Live Worth
Abstinence is the worst form of perversion.
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Anand Thakur
Champagne- the wine of kings, the king of wines.
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Alcohol King Wine
Breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.
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Breathe Death Drink Live Oneself Sleep
History, that excitable and unreliable old lady.
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Excitement History Lady Old
We live always under the weight of the old and odious customs… of our barbarous ancestors.
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Ancestor Custom Live Ourselves Weight
Of all the passions, the only one that seems respectable to me is the passion for food
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Food Myself Passion Respect
Words dazzle and deceive because they are mimed by the face. But black words on a white page are the soul laid bare.
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Black Face Feeling Poet Soul Writing
I love the night passionately. I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my whole body to be caressed by its blackness.
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Body Breathe Love Myself Night Passionate Patience
There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.
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Goodness Life Love
You’ll find that my coquetry is quite impartial, which allows me to keep my friends.
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Death Fact Live
Whatever you want to say, there is only one word to express it, only one verb to give it movement, only one adjective to qualify it.
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Adjective Expression Movement Oneself Word
Love is always love, come whence it may. A heart that beats at your approach, an eye that weeps when you go away are things so rare, so sweet, so precious that they must never be despised.
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Approach Artist Eyes Greatness Heart Love Precious Rare
I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt.
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Leaving Literature Myself

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