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Private passions grow tired and wear themselves out political passions, never.
Alphonse de Lamartine
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Alphonse de Lamartine
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Notre-Dame-des-Vignes
Alphonse Marie de Lamartine
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Hence life, as through a cloud, for me I see Vanish, and to the past's dark shade 'tis chas'd As a grand image love remains to me-- Sole remnant of a dream, by morn effac'd.
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Man hath no Heaven and Time's coast is chartless. He speeds we pass away!
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It is for truth that God created genius.
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Exquisite beauty resides rather in the female form than face, where it is also more lasting.
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The more I see of the representatives of the people, the more I admire my dogs.
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Inspiration is solitary, never consecutive.
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Poetry is the morning dream of great minds.
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True love is the ripe fruit of a lifetime.
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If they say you have your last chance to look at the world, I wish that look would from Çamlıca of Istanbul.
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Republicanism and ignorance are in bitter antagonism.
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My dog! the difference between thee and me knows only our Creator.
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Sometimes, only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated.
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A conscience without God is like a court without a judge.
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What is our life but a succession of preludes to that unknown song whose first solemn note is sounded by death?
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The impartiality of history is not that of the mirror, which merely reflects objects, but of the judge, who sees, listens, and decides.
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Yet, in these autumn days when Nature expires, Here, in these veiled scenes, I find more attractions It is a friend's sad goodbye it is the last smile From lips that death is going to close forever!
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Silence,--the applause of real and durable impressions.
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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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After his blood, that which a man can next give out of himself is a tear.
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