Military men are the scourges of the world.
GUY DE MAUPASSANTLegitimized love always despises its easygoing brother.
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Those men, those of former times, had soul and eyes that in no way resemble ours, and in their veins, along with their blood, flowed something that has disappeared: love and admiration for the Beautiful.
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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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The only certainty is death.
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The secret is not to betray your ignorance. Just maneuver, avoid the quicksands and obstacles, and the rest can be found in a dictionary.
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You’ll find that my coquetry is quite impartial, which allows me to keep my friends.
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Love always has its price, come whence it may.
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We live always under the weight of the old and odious customs… of our barbarous ancestors.
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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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We are accustomed to use our eyes only with the memory of what other people before us have thought about the object we are looking at.
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I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing.
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…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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I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt.
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Champagne- the wine of kings, the king of wines.
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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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The essence of life is the smile of round female bottoms, under the shadow of cosmic boredom.
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