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He makes his cook his merit, and the world visits his dinners and not him.

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How easily a fathers tenderness is recalled, and how quickly a son’s offenses vanish at the slightest word of repentance!
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Easy Father Regret Son Vanish
Malicious men may die, but malice never.
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Death Infidelity Malicious Man
We live under a prince who is an enemy to fraud, a prince whose eyes penetrate into the heart, and whom all the art of impostors can’t deceive.
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Enemy Heart Imposter Live
Betrayed and wronged in everything, I’ll flee this bitter world where vice is king, And seek some spot unpeopled and apart Where I’ll be free to have an honest heart.
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Betrayal Bitter Heart Honesty Seek Vice World Wrong
I have the knack of easing scruples.
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Easy Myself
People can be induced to swallow anything, provided it is sufficiently seasoned with praise.
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People Praise Season Swallow
I will maintain it before the whole world.
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Maintain Myself World
In society one needs a flexible virtue; too much goodness can be blamable.
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Blame Goodness Need Society Virtue
I will not leave you until I have seen you hanged.
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Death Leaving Myself See Yourself
The true touchstone of wit is the impromptu.
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Brilliance Touch True
Men often marry in hasty recklessness and repent afterward all their lives.
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Haste Man Marriage Regret
All is wholesome in the absence of excess.
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Absence Minimalism
People of quality know everything without ever having learned anything.
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Learning People Quality
Debts are nowadays like children begot with pleasure, but brought forth in pain.
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Children Pain Pleasure
Hypocrisy is a fashionable vice, and all fashionable vices pass for virtue.
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Fashion Hypocrisy Pass Vice Virtue
You only die once, but you will be dead for a very long time.
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Death Time Yourself

He makes his cook his merit, and the world visits his dinners and not him.

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