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I have imbibed such a love for money that I keep some sequins in a drawer to count, and cry over them once a week.

Lord Byron

The busy have no time for tears.
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Busy Schedule Tear Time
A drop of ink may make a million think.
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Drop Ink May Million Think
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
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Heart Instinct Like
A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
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Drop Make Million Perhaps Small Think Thousand
Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.
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Feather Highly Men Nothing Quicker Rapidly Rise Straw Think World
What’s drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
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Drink Mere Pause Thinking
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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Dying Four Living Made Question Sacred Spirit Value Worth
There is music in all things, if men had ears.
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Ears Men Music
If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad.
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Empathy Go Mad Mind Write
A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
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Agree Anything Friend Lover Mistress never Over
Who then will explain the explanation?
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Explain Explanation
I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
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Among Shroud Stood Them Thought
Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.
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Always Cheap Laugh Medicine
O thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen
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Beautiful Blue Ether Increase Light Mass Multiply Unimaginable Wildence
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
The great object of life is Sensation – to feel that we exist – even though in pain – it is this “craving void” which drives us to gaming – to battle – to travel – to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.
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Crave Drive Even Exist Feel Game Great Life Object Pain Sensation Though Void

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