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Guy de Maupassant

There is only one good thing in life, and that is love. And how you misunderstand it! how you spoil it! You treat it as something solemn like a sacrament, or something to be bought, like a dress.
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Goodness Life Love Misunderstand Treat Yourself
I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing.
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Happiness Let Go Myself
You’ll find that my coquetry is quite impartial, which allows me to keep my friends.
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Death Fact Live
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
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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Death Fight Known Life Live Protection
Champagne- the wine of kings, the king of wines.
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Alcohol King Wine
…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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Algebra Art Dreams Music Poet Strange
Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.
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Anguish Desire Enemy Man
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
I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt.
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Leaving Literature Myself
The only certainty is death.
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Certain Death
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Report Yourself
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
One sometimes weeps over one’s illusions with as much bitterness as over a death.
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Death Illusion Time
Legitimized love always despises its easygoing brother.
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Brother Love
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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Eyes Memories Object Ourselves People

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