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

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Too great haste leads us to error.
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Error Greatness Haste
Perfect good sense shuns all extremity, content to couple wisdom with sobriety.
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Couple Perfection Sense Sober Wisdom
How easy love makes fools of us.
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Easy Fools Love Ourselves
I will maintain it before the whole world.
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Maintain Myself World
It is the public scandal that offends; to sin in secret is no sin at all.
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Offend Public Secret Sin
The more powerful the obstacle, the more glory we have in overcoming it; and the difficulties with which we are met are the maids of honor which set off virtue.
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Difficult Obstacle Powerful Virtue
Although I am a pious man, I am not the less a man.
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Man Myself
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
A lover tries to stand in well with the pet dog of the house.
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Home Lover Stand
Birth is nothing where virtue is not.
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Born One Liner Virtue
Ah, there are no longer any children!
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Children Growth One Liner
People can be induced to swallow anything, provided it is sufficiently seasoned with praise.
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People Praise Season Swallow
The great ambition of women is to inspire love.
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Ambition Greatness Love Woman
The maturing process of becoming a writer is akin to that of a harlot. First you do it for love, then for a few friends, and finally only for money.
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Love Maturity Money Process Writing
To find yourself jilted is a blow to your pride. Do your best to forget it and if you don’t succeed, at least pretend to.
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Act Best Blow Forget Pride Success
I want people to be sincere; a man of honor shouldn’t speak a single word that doesn’t come straight from his heart.
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Heart Himself Man People Sincere Talk Word

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

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