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We die only once, and for such a long time.

Moliere

Everything that’s prose isn’t verse and everything that isn’t verse is prose. Now you see what it is to be a scholar!
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Prose Scholar Verse Yourself
Grammar, which knows how to lord it over kings, and with high hands makes them obey its laws.
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Grammar Hands Law Obedience
Esteem must be founded on preference: to hold everyone in high esteem is to esteem nothing.
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Esteem Hold Preference
I would like to be like my father and all the rest of my ancestors who never married.
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Ancestor Father Marriage Myself
It is a fine seasoning for joy to think of those we love.
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Love Season Thinking
It is madness beyond compare To try to reform the world.
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Beyond Compare Try World
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
Music and dance are all you need.
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Dance Music Need
A husband is a plaster that cures all the ills of girlhood.
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Cure Husband Woman
How strange it is to see with how much passion People see things only in their own fashion!
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Fashion Passion People See Strange
Ah! how annoying that the law doesn’t allow a woman to change husbands just as one does shirts.
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Annoy Change Husband Law Woman
My heavens! I’ve been talking prose for the last forty years without knowing it.
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Heaven Known Talk
In order to prove a friend to one’s guests, frugality must reign in one’s meals; and, according to an ancient saying, one must eat to live, not live to eat.
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Eat Evidence Food Guest Live Order
Grammar, which can govern even Kings.
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Government Grammar King
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
I live on good soup, not on fine words.
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Fine Goodness Live Soup Word

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