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The English have only three sauces – a white one, a brown one and a yellow one, and none of them have any flavor whatever.

Guy de Maupassant

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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
History, that excitable and unreliable old lady.
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Excitement History Lady Old
A lawful kiss is never worth as much as a stolen one.
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Kiss Law Oneself Steal Worth
It is better to be unhappy in love than unhappy in marriage, but some people manage to be both.
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Better Happiness Management Marriage
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
Legitimized love always despises its easygoing brother.
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Brother Love
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
One sometimes weeps over one’s illusions with as much bitterness as over a death.
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Death Illusion Time
You must render: never report.
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Report Yourself
In the East men know panic, but they do not know what fright is.
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Deep Fear Man Panic
I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing.
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Happiness Let Go Myself
A sick thought can devour the body’s flesh more than fever or consumption.
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Body Consumption Sick Thinking
There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.
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Goodness Life Love
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
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
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

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