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Innocence is not accustomed to blush.

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No one is safe from slander. The best way is to pay no attention to it, but live in innocence and let the world talk.
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Attention Best Innocence Live Pay Safety Talk Way World
There’s nothing quite like tobacco: it’s the passion of decent folk, and whoever lives without tobacco doesn’t deserve to live.
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Deserve Drugs Live Passion Quite
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
A lover tries to stand in well with the pet dog of the house.
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Home Lover Stand
We are all mortals, and each is for himself.
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Himself Mortal
Gold gives to the ugliest thing a certain charming air, For that without it were else a miserable affair.
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Affair Charm Gold Misery
Outside of Paris, there is no hope for the cultured.
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Culture Hope
Malicious men may die, but malice never.
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Death Infidelity Malicious Man
It is the public scandal that offends; to sin in secret is no sin at all.
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Offend Public Secret Sin
It is a fine seasoning for joy to think of those we love.
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Love Season Thinking
Although I am a pious man, I am not the less a man.
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Man Myself
Esteem must be founded on preference: to hold everyone in high esteem is to esteem nothing.
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Esteem Hold Preference
All the satires of the stage should be viewed without discomfort. They are public mirrors, where we are never to admit that we see ourselves; one admits to a fault when one is scandalized by its censure.
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Discomfort Mirror Mistake Ourselves Public Stage View
Then worms shall try That long preserved virginity, And your quaint honor turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust. The grave’s a fine and private place But none, I think, do there embrace.
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Embrace Honor Myself Place Preserve Worm
Gold is the key, whatever else we try; and that sweet metal aids the conqueror in every case, in love as well as war.
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Conquer Gold Love War
My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.
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Forever Friendship Myself

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