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We breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.

Guy de Maupassant

…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
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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Betrayal Finding Ignorance Obstacle Secret
Champagne- the wine of kings, the king of wines.
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Alcohol King Wine
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
A sick thought can devour the body’s flesh more than fever or consumption.
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Body Consumption Sick Thinking
Legitimized love always despises its easygoing brother.
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Brother 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
In the East men know panic, but they do not know what fright is.
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Deep Fear Man Panic
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
Great minds that are healthy are never considered geniuses, while this sublime qualification is lavished on brains that are often inferior but are slightly touched by madness.
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Genius Greatness Health Inferior Madness Touch
The English have only three sauces – a white one, a brown one and a yellow one, and none of them have any flavor whatever.
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English Flavor Food
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
Military men are the scourges of the world.
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Man World
You must render: never report.
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Report Yourself
I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt.
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Leaving Literature Myself

We breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.

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