One of the traits of genius is not to drag its thought through the rut worn by vulgar minds.
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God’s only excuse is that he does not exist.
More Stendhal Quotes
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One of the traits of genius is not to drag its thought through the rut worn by vulgar minds.
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The more a race is governed by its passions, the less it has acquired the habit of cautious and reasoned argument, the more intense will be its love of music.
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This is the curse of our age, even the strangest aberrations are no cure for boredom.
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The boredom of married life inevitable destroys love, when love has preceded marriage.
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If you think of paying court to the men in power, your eternal ruin is assured.
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God’s only excuse is that he does not exist.
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The sight of anything extremely beautiful, in nature or in art, brings back the memory of what one loves, with the speed of lightning.
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It is difficult to escape from the prevailing disease of one’s generation.
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Beauty is nothing but a promise of happiness.
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Every great action is extreme when it is undertaken. Only after it has been accomplished does it seem possible to those creatures of more common stuff.
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The English are, I think the most obtuse and barbarous people in the world
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Politics in the middle of things of the imagination is like a pistol shot in the middle of a concert.
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Pleasure is often spoiled by describing it.
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Because one has little fear of shocking vanity in Italy, people adopt an intimate tone very quickly and discuss personal things.
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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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People are less self-conscious in the intimacy of family life and during the anxiety of a great sorrow. The dazzling varnish of an extreme politeness is then less in evidence, and the true qualities of the heart regain their proper proportions.
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