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| Hear no evil, speak no evil - and you'll never be invited to a party |
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| Her love was trembling in laughter on her lips. |
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| Here is the first passionate love-letter I have ever written in my life. Strange, that my first passionate love-letter should have been addressed to a dead girl. Can they feel, I wonder, those white silent people we call the dead? |
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| His style is chaos illumined by flashes of lightning. As a writer he has mastered everything except language. |
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| How clever you are, my dear! You never mean a single word you say. |
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| How else but through a broken heart may Lord Christ enter in? |
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| How marriage ruins a man! It is as demoralizing as cigarettes, and far more expensive. |
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| How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrid, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June. . . . If it was only the other way! If it was I who were to be always young, and the picture that were to grow old! For this--for this--I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! |
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| How strange a thing this is! The Priest telleth me that the Soul is worth all the gold in the world, and the merchants say that it is not worth a clipped piece of silver. |
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| I adore political parties. They are the only place left to us where people don't talk politics. |
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| I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex. |
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| I am not young enough to know everything. |
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| I appropriate what is already mine, for once a thing is published it becomes public property |
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| I can believe anything as long as it is incredible |
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