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Each day my reason tells me so; But reason doesn’t rule in love, you know.

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There’s nothing quite like tobacco: it’s the passion of decent folk, and whoever lives without tobacco doesn’t deserve to live.
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Deserve Drugs Live Passion Quite
The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.
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Affair Strange World
I will maintain it before the whole world.
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Maintain Myself World
One cannot but mistrust a prospect of felicity: one must enjoy it before one can believe in it.
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Believe Enjoyment Oneself Prospect Trust
All extremes does perfect reason flee, And wishes to be wise quite soberly.
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Perfection Quite Reason Sober Wisdom
There are pretenders to piety as well as to courage.
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Courage Pity Pretend
Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths. It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do. A lover whose passion is extreme loves even the faults of the beloved.
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Cruelty Doubt Mistake Passion Truth Worst
The absence of the beloved, short though it may last, always lasts too long.
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Absence Partner Relationship
Cover that bosom that I must not see: souls are wounded by such things.
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Body Cover Soul Wound
The ancients, sir, are the ancients, and we are the people of today.
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Ancestor People Present
It is a strange enterprise to make respectable people laugh.
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Laughter People Respect Strange
The envious will die, but envy never.
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Death Jealous Willing
We are easily duped by those we love.
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Easy Heart Love
There is no fate more distressing for an artist than to have to show himself off before fools, to see his work exposed to the criticism of the vulgar and ignorant.
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Artist Fate Fools Himself Ignorance Vulgar Work
Esteem must be founded on some sort of preference. Bestow it on everybody and it ceases to have any meaning at all.
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Esteem Meaning Preference
I prefer a pleasant vice to an annoying virtue.
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Preference Vice Virtue

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