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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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Our true passions are selfish.
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One Liner Ourselves Passion Selfish
Friendship has its illusions no less than love.
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Friendship Illusion Love
Politics in a literary work, is like a gun shot in the middle of a concert, something vulgar, and however, something which is impossible to ignore.
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Ignorance Impossible Literature Politics Vulgar Work
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
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
Beauty is nothing but a promise of happiness.
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Beautiful Happiness Promise
Women prefer emotions to reasoning.
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Emotion Preference Reason Woman
I do not feel I have wisdom enough yet to love what is ugly.
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Enough Feeling Love Myself Ugly Wisdom
Far less envy in America than in France.
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Feeling Jealous Place
Indeed, man has two different beings inside him. What devil thought of that malicious touch?
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Devil Different Man Touch
A forty-year-old woman is only something to men who have loved her in her youth.
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Herself Love Man Woman Youth
A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.
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Born Degree Hope Love Small
The difference breeds hatred.
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Breed Difference Hate One Liner
I think being condemned to death is the only real distinction,” said Mathilde. “It is the only thing which cannot be bought.
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Bought Death Reality Thinking
War was then no longer this noble and unified outburst of souls in love with glory that he had imagined from Napoleon’s proclamations.
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Glory Himself Imagination Noble War
Love is a well from which we can drink only as much as we have put in, and the stars that shine from it are only our eyes looking in.
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Drink Eyes Love Ourselves Shine Stardom

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

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