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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.

Guy de Maupassant

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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Admire Beautiful Blood Eyes Love Man Soul Time
There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.
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Goodness Life Love
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
Abstinence is the worst form of perversion.
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Anand Thakur
To avoid each other, their eyes had developed an amazing mobility with all the cunning of enemies fearful of meeting each other head on.
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Avoid Development Each Other Eyes
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
Champagne- the wine of kings, the king of wines.
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Alcohol King Wine
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
Every government has as much of a duty to avoid war as a ship’s captain has to avoid a shipwreck.
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Captain Government Responsibility
Legitimized love always despises its easygoing brother.
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Brother Love
The essence of life is the smile of round female bottoms, under the shadow of cosmic boredom.
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Boredom Essence Female Life Shadow Smile
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
The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.
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Attraction Death Future Past Present
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
A sick thought can devour the body’s flesh more than fever or consumption.
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Body Consumption Sick Thinking
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

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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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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