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What mortal is there, over whose first joys and happiness does not break some storm, dispelling with its icy breath his fanciful illusions, and shattering his altar?

Alphonse de Lamartine

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Alphonse de Lamartine
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Alphonse Marie de Lamartine
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...to kill animals for the purpose of feeding on their flesh is one of the most deplorable and shameful infirmities of the human state
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The loss of a mother is always keenly felt, even if her health be such as to incapacitate her from taking an active part in the care of the family. She is the sweet rallying-point for affection, obedience, and a thousand tendernesses. Dreary the blank when she is withdrawn!
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Private passions grow tired and wear themselves out political passions, never.
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He, who can create, abhors destruction.
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Habit with it's iron sinews, clasps us and leads us day by day.
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Virginity is the poetry, not the reality, of life.
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Man, it seems, is not able to bear the languid rest on Nature's bosom, and when the trumpet sounds the signal of danger, he hastens to join his comrades, no matter what the cause that calls him to arms. He rushes into the thickest of the fight, and amid the uproar of the battle regains confidence in himself and his powers.
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It is because of the servility of photography that I am fundamentally contemptuous of this chance invention which will never be an art but which plagiarizes nature by means of optics. (1848)
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Barbarism recommences by the excess of civilization.
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Man, man, is thy brother, and thy father is God.
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Argument should be polite as well as logical.
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