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We are all mortals, and each is for himself.

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I live on good soup, not on fine words.
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Fine Goodness Live Soup Word
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
Without dance, a man can do nothing.
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Dance Man One Liner
The road is a long one from the projection of a thing to its accomplishment.
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Accomplishment Projection Road
The defects of human nature afford us opportunities of exercising our philosophy, the best employment of our virtues. If all men were righteous, all hearts true and frank and loyal, what use would our virtues be?
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Afford Best Employment Human Loyal Nature Opportunity Ourselves Virtue
The duty of comedy is to correct men by amusing them.
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Amuse Comedy Correct Men
Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths.
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Cruelty Doubt Truth Worst
With a smile we should instruct our youth.
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Instruction Smile Youth
We are all mortals, and each is for himself.
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Himself Mortal
There’s a sort of decency among the dead, a remarkable discretion: you never find them making any complaint against the doctor who killed them!
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Complaint Death Decent Doctor Kill Remark
I maintain, in truth, That with a smile we should instruct our youth, Be very gentle when we have to blame, And not put them in fear of virtue’s name.
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Blame Maintain Name Smile Truth Virtue
You never see the old austerity That was the essence of civility; Young people hereabouts, unbridled, now Just want.
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Civilization Essence People Young
Each day my reason tells me so; But reason doesn’t rule in love, you know.
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Day Love Reason Rule Yourself
Birth is nothing without virtue, and we have no claim to share in the glory of our ancestors unless we endeavor to resemble them.
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Ancestor Born Glorious Virtue
Debts are nowadays like children begot with pleasure, but brought forth in pain.
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Children Pain Pleasure
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

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