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Self praise is no praise at all.

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The heart will break, but broken live on.
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Break Broken Heart Live
I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.
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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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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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Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
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Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.
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Who then will explain the explanation?
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The tiger will himself intervene in the discussion, in a manner which will be in every sense conclusive.
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All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
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Born Happiness Joy Must Share Twin
We are all the fools of time and terror: Days Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.
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Hatred is the madness of the heart.
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I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand;
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The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
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Angling Art Coldest Crueiet Pretended Sport Stupidity
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
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Aspect Beauty Best Bright Cloydless Dark Eye Meet Night Skies Starry Walk
Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull
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Adversity is the first path to truth.
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