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We like no noise unless we make it ourselves.

Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne

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matrimony is a very dangerous disorder I had rather drink.
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Truth and tears clear the way to a deep and lasting friendship. True friendship is never serene.
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Not to find pleasure in serious reading gives a pastel coloring to the mind.
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I dislike clocks with second-hands they cut up life into too small pieces.
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. . . it seldom happens, I think, that a man has the civility to die when all the world wishes it.
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I pity those who have no taste for reading.
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We are always on the side of those who speak last.
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It is freezing fit to split a stone.
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if I inflict wounds, I heal them.
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. . . this life is a perpetual chequer-work of good and evil, pleasure and pain. When in possession of what we desire, we are only so much the nearer losing it and when at a distance from it, we live in expectation of enjoying it again.
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It is the fine rain that soaks us through.
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Long life will sometimes obscure the star of fame.
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Happiness, like misfortunes, never comes alone.
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the days, and the months, and the years, pass so swiftly, that I can no longer retain them. Time, in its flight, hurries me away, in spite of myself in vain I endeavor to stop him, he drags me along: the thought of this alarms me.
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The heart never becomes wrinkled.
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[After being corrected by a grammarian for using the feminine pronoun instead of the pseudogeneric masculine:] As you please, but for my part, if I were to express myself so, I should fancy I had a beard.
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