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Love is like fever; it comes and goes without the will having any part of the process.

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Signs cannot be represented, in a spy’s report, so damningly as words.
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Report Representation Word
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
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
Far less envy in America than in France.
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Feeling Jealous Place
Sometimes the impact of Mozart’s music is so immediate that the vision in the mind remains blurred and incomplete, while the soul seems to be directly invaded, drenched in wave upon wave of melancholy.
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Blurry Direct Impact Mindset Music Sadness Time Vision
Your career will be a painful one. I divine something in you which offends the vulgar.
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Career Divine Offend Pain Vulgur
Now that the steam engine rules the world, a title is an absurdity, still I am all dressed up in this title. It will crush me if Ido not support it. The title attracts attention to myself.
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Attention Attraction Engine Myself Rule Steam Support Weird World
I am mad, I am going under, I must follow the advice of a friend, and pay no heed to myself.
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Advice Friendship Mad Myself Pay
People happy in love have an air of intensity.
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Happiness Intensity Love People
When intimacy followed love in Italy there were no longer any vain pretensions between two lovers.
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Act Follow Intimate Love
It is with blows dealt by public contempt that a husband kills his wife in the nineteenth century; it is by shutting the doors ofall the drawing-rooms in her face.
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Draw Face Husband Kill Public Room Wife
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
Politics in the middle of things of the imagination is like a pistol shot in the middle of a concert.
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Concert Imagination Politics
Our true passions are selfish.
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One Liner Ourselves Passion Selfish
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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Beautiful Light Love Sight Speed
There are as many styles of beauty as there are visions of happiness.
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Beautiful Happiness Style Vision

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