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By becoming unhappy, we sometimes learn how to be less so.
Sophie Swetchine
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Sophie Swetchine
Age: 74 †
Born: 1782
Born: November 22
Died: 1857
Died: September 10
Diarist
Lady-In-Waiting
Salonnière
Writer
Moscow
Russian SFSR
Sofia Petrovna Soymonova
Madame Swetchine
Swetchine
Anne Sophie Swetchine
Unhappiness
Unhappy
Becoming
Less
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Sometimes
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When any one tells you that he belongs to no party, you may at any rate be sure that he does not belong to yours.
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Men do not go out to meet misfortune as we do. They learn it and we--we divine it.
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Love sometimes elevates, creates new qualities, suspends the working of evil inclinations but only for a day. Love, then, is an Oriental despot, whose glance lifts a slave from the dust, and then consigns him to it again.
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Youth should be a savings bank.
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Attention is a silent and perpetual flattery.
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There are but two future verbs which man may appropriate confidently and without pride: I shall suffer, and I shall die.
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The mind wears the colors of the soul, as a valet those of his master.
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He who has ceased to enjoy his friend's superiority has ceased to love him.
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Pride dries the tears of anger and vexation humility, those of grief. The one is indignant that we should suffer the other calms us by the reminder that we deserve nothing else.
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Indifferent souls never part. Impassioned souls part, and return to one another, because they can do no better.
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We are all of us, in this world, more or less like St. January, whom the inhabitants of Naples worship one day, and pelt with baked apples the next.
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