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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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Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.
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It is when we think we lead that we are most led.
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Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.
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The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
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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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Tyranny is for the worst of treasons.
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To have joy, one must share it.
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I am not now That which I have been.
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Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
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There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
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Of religion I know nothing — at least, in its favor.
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