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There are as many styles of beauty as there are visions of happiness.
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Beautiful Happiness Style Vision
A man who is half an idiot, but who keeps a sharp lookout and acts prudently all his life, often enjoys the pleasure of triumphing over men of more imagination than he.
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Enjoyment Himself Idiot Imagination Life Man Sharp
Never had he found himself so close to those terrible weapons of feminine artillery.
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Feminine Himself Terrible Weapon
If you want to be witty, work on your character and say what you think on every occasion.
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Character Occasion Thinking Work Yourself
Pleasure is often spoiled by describing it.
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Description Happiness Spoil
Any man who talks about his love affairs thereby proves he is ignorant of love and is moved only by vanity.
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Ignorance Love Man Move Talk Vanity
If you think of paying court to the men in power, your eternal ruin is assured.
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Assurance Court Forever Man Pay Power Ruin Thinking
One-half, the finest half, of life is hidden from the man who does not love with passion.
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Fine Hide Love Man Passion
There is no such thing as “natural law”: this expression is nothing but old nonsense… Prior to laws, what is natural is only the strength of the lion, or the need of the creature suffering from hunger or cold, in short, need.
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Cold Hungry Law Natural Need Strength Suffering
Every true passion thinks only of itself.
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Passion Thinking True
If you don’t love me, it does not matter, anyway I can love for both of us.
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Love Matter Myself Ourselves
To find love in Paris you must go down among those classes where the absence of education and of vanity, and the struggle for bare necessities, have allowed more energy to survive.
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Absence Class Education Energy Family Love Necessary Struggle Survive
Our true passions are selfish.
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One Liner Ourselves Passion Selfish
The more one pleases everybody, the less one pleases profoundly.
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Obedience Oneself Please
The Russians imitate French ways, but always at a distance of fifty years.
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Distance Imitation Time
To be loved at first sight, a man should have at the same time something to respect and something to pity in his face.
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Face Himself Love Pity Respect Sight

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