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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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The Russians imitate French ways, but always at a distance of fifty years.
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Distance Imitation Time
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
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
I think no woman I have had ever gave me so sweet a moment, or at so light a price, as the moment I owe to a newly heard musical phrase.
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Moments Music Phrase Thinking Woman
When intimacy followed love in Italy there were no longer any vain pretensions between two lovers.
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Act Follow Intimate Love
A novel is like a bow, and the violin that produces the sound is the reader’s soul.
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Novel Production Reading Soul Sound Violin
A wise woman never yields by appointment. It should always be an unforeseen happiness.
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Appointment Happiness Wisdom Woman
The idea which tyrants find most useful is the idea of God.
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God Ideas Religion
Signs cannot be represented, in a spy’s report, so damningly as words.
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Report Representation Word
Women are always eagerly on the lookout for any emotion.
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Emotion Search Woman
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
Far less envy in America than in France.
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Feeling Jealous Place
Spring appears and we are once more children.
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Appearance Children Ourselves Spring
Prudery is a kind of avarice, the worst of all.
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Kind Vice Worst
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
It is from cowardice and not from want of enlightenment that we do not read in our own hearts.
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Coward Enlightenment Heart Ourselves Reading

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