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Breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.

Guy de Maupassant

Abstinence is the worst form of perversion.
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Anand Thakur
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
The only certainty is death.
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Certain Death
Travel, like dreams, is a door that opens from the real world into a world that is yet to be discovered.
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Discover Dreams Reality Travel
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
You’ll find that my coquetry is quite impartial, which allows me to keep my friends.
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Death Fact Live
Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.
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Anguish Desire Enemy Man
The simplest of women are wonderful liars who can extricate themselves from the most difficult dilemmas with a skill bordering on genius.
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Difficult Genius Simplicity Woman Wonderful
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
We breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.
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Anand Thakur
A sick thought can devour the body’s flesh more than fever or consumption.
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Body Consumption Sick Thinking
I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing.
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Happiness Let Go Myself
The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.
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Attraction Death Future Past Present
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
…A strange art – music – the most poetic and precise of all the arts, vague as a dream and precise as algebra.
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Algebra Art Dreams Music Poet Strange
Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.
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Existence Life Memories Ourselves Perfection Universe

Breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.

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