Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.
LORD BYRONI live, but live to die: and, living, see nothing to make death hateful, save an innate clinging, a loathsome and yet all invincible instinct of life, which I abhor, as I despise myself, yet cannot overcome – and so I live. Would I had never lived!
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Truth is a gem that is found at a great depth; whilst on the surface of the world all things are weighed by the false scale of custom.
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Eternity forbids thee to forget.
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I am not now That which I have been.
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There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.
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Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.
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Think not I am what I appear.
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Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.
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Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
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A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover – but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
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A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
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To have joy, one must share it.
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Come what may, I have been blest.
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Heaven gives its favourites-early death.
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Armenian is the language to speak with God.
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Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.
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That music in itself, whose sounds are song, The poetry of speech.
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There is music in all things, if men had ears.
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I awoke one day to find myself famous.
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If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
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Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.
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But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
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Hearts will break – yet brokenly, live on.
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You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
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Damn description, it is always disgusting.
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The first moment of an universal republic would convert me into an advocate for single and uncontradicted despotism.
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We have fools in all sects, and impostors in most; why should I believe mysteries no one can understand, because written by men who chose to mistake madness for inspiration and style themselves Evangelicals?
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