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A novel is like a bow, and the violin that produces the sound is the reader’s soul.

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The French are the wittiest, the most charming, and up to the present, at all events, the least musical race on Earth.
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Charm Earth Event Present
Women are always eagerly on the lookout for any emotion.
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Emotion Search Woman
A novel is a mirror which passes over a highway. Sometimes it reflects to your eyes the blue of the skies, at others the churned-up mud of the road.
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Eyes Highway Mirror Novel Reflection Road
The difference breeds hatred.
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Breed Difference Hate One Liner
The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
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Close Himself Life Prison Thinking Worst
The man of genius is he and he alone who finds such joy in his art that he will work at it come hell or high water.
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Alone Art Genius Himself Man Water
Love is like fever; it comes and goes without the will having any part of the process.
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Fever Love Process Willing
Why not make an end of it all? My life is a succession of griefs and bitter feelings. What is death? A very small matter, when all is said; only a fool would be concerned about it.
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End Feeling Fools Grief Life Myself Success
Power, after love, is the first source of happiness.
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Happiness Love Power Source
The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears.
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Fear Love Ourselves Proportion
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
True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.
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Comparison Death Love Pay Standard Thinking True
An English traveller relates how he lived upon intimate terms with a tiger; he had reared it and used to play with it, but always kept a loaded pistol on the table.
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Himself Intimate Live Load Play Relate Travel Weapon
When a man leaves his mistress, he runs the risk of being betrayed two or three times daily.
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Betrayal Leaving Man Risk Time
I have a bad memory for facts.
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Bad Fact Memories Myself
On a cold winter morning a cigar fortifies the soul.
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Hard Soul Winter

A novel is like a bow, and the violin that produces the sound is the reader’s soul.

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