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Beauty without intelligence is like a hook without bait.

Moliere

There is no fate more distressing for an artist than to have to show himself off before fools, to see his work exposed to the criticism of the vulgar and ignorant.
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Artist Fate Fools Himself Ignorance Vulgar Work
I prefer a pleasant vice to an annoying virtue.
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Preference Vice Virtue
Books and marriage go ill together.
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Book Marriage Sick
Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money.
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Love Money Prostitution Writing Yourself
The proof of true love is to be unsparing in criticism.
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Criticism Love Proof True
I recover my property wherever I find it.
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Finding Myself Property Recover
There is no protection against slander.
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Protection
Most people die from the remedy rather than from the illness.
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Death People Remedy Sick
It infuriates me to be wrong when I know I’m right.
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Angry Right Wrong
Rest assured that there is nothing which wounds the heart of a noble man more deeply than the thought his honour is assailed.
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Heart Honor Man Noble Wound
Esteem must be founded on some sort of preference. Bestow it on everybody and it ceases to have any meaning at all.
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Esteem Meaning Preference
I have the fault of being a little more sincere than is proper.
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Mistake Myself Proper Sincere
One ought to look a good deal at oneself before thinking of condemning others.
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Goodness Oneself Thinking
The ancients, sir, are the ancients, and we are the people of today.
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Ancestor People Present
It is a strange enterprise to make respectable people laugh.
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Laughter People Respect Strange
The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.
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Affair Strange World

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