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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

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
One sometimes weeps over one’s illusions with as much bitterness as over a death.
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Death Illusion Time
Military men are the scourges of the world.
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Man World
The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.
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Age Immortal Kiss Lips Man Offering Travel
Great minds that are healthy are never considered geniuses, while this sublime qualification is lavished on brains that are often inferior but are slightly touched by madness.
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Genius Greatness Health Inferior Madness Touch
I said, ‘If other beings besides us exist on Earth, why didn’t we meet them a long time ago?
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Earth Existence Time
Broad daylight does not encourage the apprehension of horror.
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Encouragement Horror
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
Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.
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Anguish Desire Enemy Man
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
Solitude is indeed dangerous for a working intelligence. We need to have around us people who think and speak. When we are alone for a long time we people the void with phantoms
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Dangerous Intelligence People Solitude Talk Thinking Void Work
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
Love always has its price, come whence it may.
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Love Price Time
The English have only three sauces – a white one, a brown one and a yellow one, and none of them have any flavor whatever.
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English Flavor Food
A lawful kiss is never worth as much as a stolen one.
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Kiss Law Oneself Steal Worth
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

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