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The more we love our friends, the less we flatter them; it is by excusing nothing that pure love shows itself.

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The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.
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Affair Strange World
Man, I can assure you, is a nasty creature.
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Assurance Creature Weird Yourself
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
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
unbroken happiness is a bore: it should have ups and downs.
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Boredom Happiness Hard Time
You are a fool in four letters, my son.
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Fool Son Yourself
I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.
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Beautiful Feed Goodness Language
Reasoning is the pastime of my whole household, and all this reasoning has driven out Reason.
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Drive Home Reason
Age brings about everything; but it is not the time, Madam, as we know, to be a prude at twenty.
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Age Madam Time
Words and deeds are far from being one. Much that is talked about is left undone.
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Oneself Talk Word
Some of the most famous books are the least worth reading. Their fame was due to their having done something that needed to be doing in their day. The work is done and the virtue of the book has expired.
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Book Expire Fame Famous Need Reading Virtue Worth
We should look long and carefully at ourselves before we pass judgement on others.
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Judgment Ourselves
You are my peace, my solace, my salvation.
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Peace Salvation Yourself
I have a heart to love all the world; and like Alexander I wish there were yet other worlds, so I could carry even further my amorous conquests.
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Heart Love Myself World
Nearly all men die of their medicines, not of their diseases.
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Death Man Medicine Sick
I want to be distinguished from the rest; to tell the truth, a friend to all mankind is not a friend for me.
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Friendship Man Myself Truth

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