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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.
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
Nothing
Anger
Calms
Grief
Dries
Humility
Vexation
Deserve
Indignant
Tears
Reminder
Pride
Reminders
Suffering
Suffer
Else
Calm
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I study much, and the more I study, the oftener I go back to those first principles which are so simple that childhood itself can lisp them.
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The root of sanctity is sanity. A man must be healthy before he can be holy. We bathe first, and then perfume.
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Those who make us happy are always thankful to us for being so their gratitude is the reward of their benefits.
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Our faults afflict us more than our good deeds console. Pain is ever uppermost in the conscience as in the heart.
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True poets, like great artists, have scarcely any childhood, and no old age.
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The Christian's God is a God of metamorphoses. You cast grief into his bosom: you draw thence, peace. You cast in despair: 'tis hope that rises to the surface. It is a sinner whose heart he moves. It is a saint who returns him thanks.
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To have ideas is to gather flowers to think is to weave them into garlands.
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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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Attention is a silent and perpetual flattery.
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Those who have suffered much are like those who know many languages they have learned to understand and be understood by all.
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I love victory, but I love not triumph.
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All the joys of earth will not assuage our thirst for happiness while a single grief suffices to shroud life in a sombre veil, and smite it with nothingness at all points.
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We expect everything and are prepared for nothing.
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