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 MAUPASSANTLove 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 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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Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.
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The only certainty is death.
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Of all the passions, the only one that seems respectable to me is the passion for food
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The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.
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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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You’ve never lived until you’ve almost died. For those who have fought for it, life has a flavor the protected shall never know.
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Everything is false, everything is possible, everything is doubtful.
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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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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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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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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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A sick thought can devour the body’s flesh more than fever or consumption.
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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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Breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.
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