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Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.

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Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!
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Beautiful Life Pain
Who naught suspects is easily deceived.
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Easy One Liner Suspect
Suspicion is the cancer of friendship.
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Cancer Friendship One Liner Suspicious
Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
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Cure Disgust Mother
Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.
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Bitterness Endurance Mortal Present
I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
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Born Ourselves Preference Time
I looked back at the summit of the mountain, which seemed but a cubit high in comparison with the height of human contemplation, were in not too often merged in the corruptions of the earth.
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Comparison Earth Mountain Myself
Hitherto your eyes have been darkened and you have looked too much, yes, far too much, upon the things of earth. If these so much delight you what shall be your rapture when you lift your gaze to things eternal!
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Darkness Earth Eyes Forever Sight Yourself
From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world’s well beaten ways.
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Leadership Love Mountain Myself Thinking Well World
Where are the numerous constructions erected by Agrippa, of which only the Pantheon remains? Where are the splendorous palaces of the emperors?
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Construction Emperor Palace
The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
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Beginning Doubt End One Liner
A good death does honour to a whole life.
PETRARCH

Death Goodness Life
I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.
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Bitter Burn Freeze Memories Myself Sweet
And I live on, but in grief and self-contempt, Left here without the light I loved so much, In a great tempest and with shrouds unkempt.
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Greatness Grief Light Live Love Myself
Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?
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Blessing Dangerous Health Live Man Reason Yourself
Reality is always the foe of famous names.
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Enemy Famous Name One Liner Reality

Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.

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