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The trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit.

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Oh, I may be devout, but I am human all the same.
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Human Myself
He must have killed a lot of men to have made so much money.
MOLIERE

Himself Kill Money
There is something inexpressibly charming in falling in love and, surely, the whole pleasure lies in the fact that love isn’t lasting.
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Charm Expression Fact Lying
I have the fault of being a little more sincere than is proper.
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Mistake Myself Proper Sincere
Anyone may be an honorable man, and yet write verse badly.
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Bad Honor Man Poet Writing
I hate all men, the ones because they are mean and vicious, and the others for being complaisant with the vicious ones.
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Hate Man Mean Oneself Vicious
Heaven forbids, it is true, certain gratifications, but there are ways and means of compounding such matters.
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Gratitude Heaven True Way
I always do the first line well, but I have trouble doing the others.
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Myself Poet Trouble Writing
Our minds need relaxation, and give way unless we mix with work a little play.
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Mindset Need Play Work
Man’s greatest weakness is his love for life.
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Greatness Life Love Man Weakness
Perfect good sense shuns all extremity, content to couple wisdom with sobriety.
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Couple Perfection Sense Sober Wisdom
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
I will not leave you until I have seen you hanged.
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Death Leaving Myself See Yourself
You only die once, but you will be dead for a very long time.
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Death Time Yourself
Cover that bosom that I must not see: souls are wounded by such things.
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Body Cover Soul Wound

The trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit.

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